CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
Sara stood in the backyard of the rural Nebraska cabin, hugging her elbows. There was a chill in the morning air, but it was still better than being stuck inside. She was feeling a bit stir-crazy.
To call it a “backyard” was a tremendous understatement. Despite having houses within view on either side, it looked like the property stretched into the wilderness behind it, down a gently sloping hill dotted with trees that afforded her an admittedly pretty view.
She had only slept a few hours the night before. When she woke, Maya was still asleep and Mitch was gone. He’d left a note saying that he’d run out for supplies, food, and changes of clothes and toiletries. He promised he’d be back soon.
Sara meandered a short distance into the trees. The grass badly needed to b
