Chapter 2“What is it, boy?” Alerted by Freckles’ barking, Becca went to the family room in the front of their house. But it wasn’t the farrier’s beat-up dually. No, a little white Toyota Prius rolled down their drive. Huh? Becca didn’t know anybody who owned such a car, and while it could’ve been one of her mom’s friends, she doubted it. Times were just so different now. Nobody stopped by anymore, not since the mayor had issued the stay at home order. They were only allowed to make essential trips. No, it was probably a delivery driver who had the wrong address. With nothing else to do, Becca kept watching. Sure enough, the Prius turned around to leave. Becca was about to go back to the kitchen where she’d been headed in the first place when the Prius stopped just inside the gate.
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