Chapter 7
By Thursday morning she was beginning to feel like her old self again. The full moon always threw her sleep schedule out of whack. If it had been Tuesday morning, the morning after the full moon, she probably would have passed the whole situation off as lack of sleep, but today the figure on the street corner outside the care home made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end and the bear flair to attentiveness. She paused at the car, pretending to fuss with something inside it, and stole a few glances in the stranger’s direction. He was certainly waiting for something since he missed four opportunities to cross the street in either direction.
Maybe he’s coming to visit someone inside and is just waiting for another family member to join him. She took a deep breath and for
