Lindsay had not slept well, which was nothing new. She had been feeling uncomfortable since midnight. She had been awakened by a strange sound outside and, since then, could not shake the feeling of being watched. She had, however, been able to sleep on and off for a couple of more hours, for which she was thankful.
She was already dressed in her uniform and could have gone to work early, but that meant she would have to leave her son alone with Margaret Gold. That was something she would not do to him. She had decided she would drive him to school and spend a little time with him.
Lindsay was standing in her kitchen, looking out the window and sipping her coffee, when she heard footsteps coming into the room. She turned to see it was Margaret Gold, and to Lindsay’s surprise, she was wea
