“Janey Germaine, please report to the security desk. Janey Germaine to the security desk.”
Janey’s heart leapt to the back of her throat at the sound of her name over the loudspeaker at the lodge. When the rain had started, they’d pulled everyone in off the trails, despite their complaints. Tourists didn’t understand how dangerous freezing rain could be, and she’d just stopped in front of the fireplace to warm her hands.
Her hair was plastered to her skull and she tried to fluff the water from it on her way over to the visitor’s center, where the security desk was.
It’s fine, she told herself. Jess was at school. Maybe they’d cancelled the rest of the day. If so, he could stay home alone for a few hours. Before Adam had come into their lives, he used to stay home alone all day on Saturd
