Third POV
John barely had any good night's sleep, so when morning came he was feeling tired and grumpy, already.
He tried his best not to make any noise as he moved around the kitchen to make a large cup of coffee for himself, while he also tried to listen for any light sound or footstep to signal that the unknown woman was awake.
John remembered that she had a full set of knives with her, and questioned whether arming a stranger sleeping in his own home was a good idea. His logic was screaming at him, but somehow deep down he knew that he did the right thing. The poor woman was terrified, her child was crying unconsoled, and they just had escaped from a terrible criminal, who had most likely abused them.
"Or so she says" - a small doubting voice in John's head insisted
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