25
Sera
“Mommy, who’s that man sleeping on our couch?”
I opened my eyes to find Emma staring down at me on the bed. I looked at the clock. It was just past seven in the morning.
“Mommy?”
I cleared my throat. “That’s Thane. He’s a friend of ours.”
“Is that the guy you work with?”
I smiled. “Good memory. Yes, it is.”
“Where is Fred?” she asked, backing up as I got out of bed.
“He’s in Seattle, honey. He’s going to make sure Sam is okay.”
Her eyes clouded. “He’s not okay, mommy.”
I kissed her on the nose. “Honey, we don’t know for sure, okay? He might be okay.”
Her eyes filled with tears. “He’s dead. It’s too late.”
A soft knock on the door startled us both.
“Is everything okay in here?” asked Thane through the doorway.
I walked over and opened it up. “Yes, everything is fine,”
