Chapter 18Jesse called Michelle and told her to come home as he turned onto his street, and by the time he made it to the house, she was there, her eyes anxious, her mouth pulled into a frown.
“Where were you? Did something happen?”
“Yes, something happened, but nothing bad. I was at John’s.”
“You went to visit John? Why?”
“Because we were friends once. Maybe we still are. I wanted him to understand that it was not in his best interest to provoke me.”
Michelle’s frown deepened. “Did he listen to you?”
“Of course not.” Jesse pulled open the front door and ushered her inside, out of the rising wind. It had been getting colder. Soon, they would have to go through the process of winterizing the house and buying enough firewood to get them through the worst of the winter months. “But I kn
