THE FRONT DOOR SWUNG open as the egg-bearing fork journeyed toward my mouth, and I raised my eyes to Ethan, and to Josh, who’d studied my every move.
“I called them when you woke,” Josh said. “Nathan wanted to come back and check on you.”
Completing the eggs’ transition, I aimed my eyes at the doorway to the hall.
“Jem!”
At Sean’s cry from upstairs, I jerked, clattering the fork on my plate, and the footsteps inside the front door halted. My heart pounded as I glanced back at Ethan and Josh.
“Jem!” Footsteps raced through the house above me, thudding into every room.
Shaking my head at his furious shouts, I surged to my feet. As my chair crashed to the floor, Josh and Ethan stood, also.
“Jem!”
On awkward legs, I dived for the back door, but my mind baulked at resurfacing memories o
