“Are you okay?” Nan’s voice pulled me back as he appeared from somewhere in the crowd, steadying me before I could hit the ground.
I straightened myself, glancing up just in time to see James’s tall figure weaving through the crowd. His arms were wrapped protectively around someone. Though I couldn’t make out the face, I didn’t need to—I knew it was Susan Wenger.
“Don’t push! Someone fell down!” a voice called from the back, but the crowd pressed forward anyway, eager to catch the drone show that had started just beyond the haunted house.
I forced myself to look away from James and turned to Nan.
“Where are the children?” I asked, my voice tight with worry.
He gave me a reassuring smile. “They’re fine. Don’t worry. Let’s get out of here first.”
I nodded, letting him gui
