MikaelaMaddie is snuggled up against me, falling in and out of sleep when we hear the noise. Thumping footsteps on the stairs coming closer to the room make both of us jump from our place on the bed. We watch in horror as the doorknob attempted to turn before the person realizes it’s locked.
“Maddie! It’s Grandma Bernice! Can you open the door?” I look over at Maddie, who has a relieved smile on her face.
“Grandma Bernice is my mom’s mom. She never comes here. Not since mom died. Dad must’ve told her the story to get her over here.”
She walks quickly towards the door and places a hand on the knob. I have just enough time to ask her, “Are you sure, Maddie? Your dad said not to answer it for anyone but him. He didn’t mention your grandma.”
“No, it’s cool. I recognize her voice.” She is p
