Chapter 69
Chapter Sixty Nine: — THE NIGHT HAD aged into silent sleep when Lauren pulled on her windbreaker and walked out onto the deck of Pop’s lake house. This was the place she always went to think. It was quiet, peaceful. For a lonely, only child, this was her safe haven. She watched the full moon dance along the water. Unlike Indigo Lake, out in the country, this hold of water was man-made. In the early years, a creek had been dammed up to act as the town’s alternate water supply, but now it was simply a small lake community, where most residents fished the long days of summer away. This time of year she always thought of the lake as hibernating until spring. People bought a lake house for the summer months, but Lauren loved the winter here. Most of the homes were empty now, resting, but co
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