CHAPTER 17
ELIZABETH
I felt a hand shaking my shoulder and glanced up in surprise. Mr. Brown’s pale face floated above me. The sky was just turning purple and orange. Given his outfit of a wrinkled white button down shirt and black pants, I guessed that Mr. Brown had spent the night at his office.
“Nat, wake up.” He said and then helped me to stand. “What are you doing out here?”
“I…” I brushed the dirt off the back of my dress and rubbed at the drool trailing down my lip. “I forgot my house key.” “Why didn’t you call me?” Mr. Brown opened the door and pressed the keypad to disarm the alarm.
“I did.” I admitted, “but it went straight to voicemail.”
Mr. Brown cursed. “My phone battery must have died when I fell asleep. I’m sorry, sweetie.”
“It’s okay.” I walked inside, craning my nec
