Walker strained his ears, trying to get past the sounds of wind, an exhale blowing out of Meriwa’s nose and fanning across his hand, and the crickets in the distance, to hear what Jackson was up to. He thought he might be able to hear him moving around, boots on wood, but he couldn’t be sure.
He could just be imagining it.
With Meriwa still wrapped in his arms, one around her waist and the other around her shoulders to cup a hand against her mouth, he leaned to the side. Stretching his neck at an awkward, painful angle, he leaned just enough that he could peek around the corner of the house.
Jackson was leaning bodily out of the window, hands braced against the window frame as he scanned the area around the house.
The wind took a particularly fierce turn all of a sudden, rustling t
