Chapter 17
Three hours later
The night had settled and all that could be heard was the late night traffic. The occasional car would zoom pass the house, but the noise wasn’t enough to wake anyone. Constance’s eyes peeled open and she looked around. She turned over in bed and found Fear with his back to her. She looked over his shoulder and saw his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. He was asleep. Needing to be sure that the Sandman had taken him, Constance shook him gently and called his name. When he didn’t respond she eased herself from under the covers and out of the bed.
She slipped her feet into her Timberland boots and slowly pulled open the dresser drawer. When the drawer made a creak midway, she stopped and looked over her shoulder. Seeing that Fear hadn’t made a move, sh
