There’s no outside light on but the moon is bright and shows a large covered deck with several seating areas on a concrete slab. The yard is massive, at least a quarter acre and I can see the wooded tree line at the end of the cut grass.
“Hey, Kane?” I ask as I look out into the yard.
“Yes, Jerrica?”
“Do you ever see any wolves out here? A big black one, in particular.?” I ask.
He takes a moment to answer and I hear him get up from the couch, his voice growing closer as he walks up behind me, “I do see wolves sometimes, there might be a black one but they don’t really get close enough to pay them much attention.”
I make a noncommittal noise and keep looking out if the window at the moon, drawn to it.
“Do you like the moon?” Kane asks in a low voice from right behind me.
I spin and h
