Chapter Four
Jessica pushed the door open as quietly as possible and felt like the music from the concert still pounded in her brain. It was late, and any other time, she knew Grandma Ethel would be in bed by this hour. However, it was still better to be safe than sorry.
Carefully, she turned the doorknob before she closed it so that it wouldn’t make too much of a click, locked the door quickly, and then tiptoed into the living room. With the exception of a few cats prancing about, their bright eyes glowing at her through the darkness, all was still and quiet.
Grandma Ethel was asleep.
Thank God.
Somewhere between exiting Chad’s car and walking up the porch steps, Jessica had gotten herself thoroughly frightened about facing Grandma Ethel in her current condition. It had suddenly occu
