Chapter 7
A few people stepped out of their shop or apartment doors as Annie parked Erin’s truck across from the Rosebriar. Some tugging at their ears, others shaking their heads. More than a few leaned in their doorways, yawning and rubbing their eyes instead.
When Erin, Jimmy, and Annie were halfway across the blissfully silent street, Jessie Mullins peeked out the front door of the Rosebriar, then held it open. All the staff and several residents walked slowly out onto the porch.
Jessie collapsed into one of the rocking chairs, head back, eyes closed, mouth open.
Mrs. Arthur met Erin, holding out one of her hands. The other held her hearing aid for the first time in weeks.
“Did you make it stop, Erin?” she said.
Erin’s hands still shook, but she managed to sign.
“At least for now
