Noell had seen some very bad things in her life because of her gift. Even calling it a gift was crazy—it wasn’t a gift—it was probably a curse, except … sometimes it seemed to save her or protect her. Every time she touched a door knob or handle—every time someone tried to hug her—she saw everything and heard everything. She saw whole life events played out like scenes in a movie, heard words spewed out—bad and good. Mr. Grimes was an awful, creepy example of learning about her gift. That’s the day she had come to think of her gift as a curse.
He still lived down the street—just two houses away, in fact. Noell thanked God for putting at least one house in between his and hers. She still caught him gawking at her out his windows. The day he had lured her into his house still gave her the c
