With my heart racing in my chest, I finally turned to the sound, bracing myself for Adam; stern, guarded, impenetrable Adam finding me intruding on his grief.
But he wasn't there. It was Lee.
She was standing there in her fuzzy pink socks and oversized pajama top, a gentle light behind her creating an otherworldly halo effect about her curls. Her small face was drowsy but alert, eyes wide as they looked at me and the glowing computer screen behind me.
Relief washed over me so fast I came close to laughing out loud. My knees trembled slightly as I let out my breath.
"Oh, honey," I breathed, stepping forward and stooping to the level of my knees beside her. "You scared me."
Lee blinked up at me. She wasn't looking at me accusingly. Just… curious. And silent. That creepy, knowing kind
