The phone started to vibrate in her hand, startling her. She checked and saw she now had seventeen instead of sixteen messages… the last one was a text message. She frowned knowing grandpa didn’t even know how to use text. Pressing her lips together, Kyoko retrieved the message and stared at the four words on the display.
‘Come to the window’
Kyoko placed the phone down on the counter as the chill bumps raced up her right arm… the same arm that was only a couple inches from the sheer curtain that was separating her from the window.
“Come to the window?” Kyoko c****d an eyebrow. “I don’t even know who the hell you are.”
Before she could talk herself out of it, she reached over and moved the curtain aside. The steam from the shower had already fogged up the window and she watched as lett
