Chapter 23
The headlights swept across the living room wall at 1:14 AM. I knew the time because I had been staring at the digital clock on the cable box for the last two hours. I was curled up on the sofa, wrapped in the gray blanket, drifting in and out of a restless doze. The low rumble of the truck engine cut out. A heavy car door slammed. My heart kick-started into a gallop. I sat up, pushing the hair out of my face. The house was silent, save for the hum of the refrigerator. Mia was fast asleep upstairs, exhausted from a day of painting dragons. The front door lock clicked. The handle turned. Jaxon walked in. He brought the cold with him, a gust of freezing night air that swirled around his legs. He dropped his suitcase with a heavy thud on the floor mat. He didn't turn on the lights. The
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