CHAPTER NINETEEN
I had Bo fetch a few boards, a hammer, and nails from the basement to board up the dining room window until I could repair the broken glass myself. Then I had him get the car from the next block over where we'd left it, letting him know that he could meet me in front of the house.
I poured some food in Hazel’s bowl, caressed and talked to her for a minute. She was starving for attention, and after all I'd put her through, she deserved more. I let her out to do her business, and then I gave her an old drumstick from the fridge and let her roam around the house since Rowena wasn't a threat.
I jogged down my front steps onto my lawn.
A tall row of hedges separated my house and Granny’s. I followed it to the street and then crossed onto her lawn. There was decorative grave
