CLOUDS DOMINATED THE sky, light washed across the pavement from the streetlamps, and specks of rain decorated the windscreen, as Dad secured the truck’s handbrake outside Shelley’s home. I stared at the distractions until they merged into an incomprehensible pattern of nothingness, while trying to figure out how to word my apology to her.
“What are you waiting for?” Dad kept his voice quiet, yet it still carried over the idling engine.
“Nothing.” I looked past his profile at the house, my heart banging around like a mutant moth pumped with steroids at the thought of seeing Shelley again.
“Faced with a deranged wolf and you’re fearless.” When he turned to me, I expected humour to mark his features, but only a deep concern lined his face. “So, why do you look terrified about going in ther
