Julia
Van opened the door to the entry and we stepped beyond the glass French doors. Through the sidelights we could gaze out onto the driveway. The SUV was parked facing the south wing, as the doors began to open—three of them. My stomach sank and I reached for Van's hand. His body stiffened beside mine.
“f**k," Van muttered under his breath.
I could barely articulate what was happening. “They brought Skylar."
My father had said he'd tell him off and now Skylar was with them.
The threesome stood still for a moment on the driveway, doing as I'd done upon my first arrival, taking in the sheer size of Van's home. As if on cue, the floodlights illuminated the area. I turned to Van in question.
“Light sensor."
Dad, Mom, and Skylar turned in all directions, squinting as they took in the
