Chapter 7
The girl watched cartoons and ate cold cereal on their sofa, always keeping one sharp eye on them as they sat drinking coffee in the kitchen.
She’s quick, Shannon noted mentally. She has the reflexes of a wild animal, and she doesn’t trust us. Not one little bit.
“Would you like something to drink,” Jared ventured, “Maybe a soda? Or are you a coffee drinker?”
He held up his mug and smiled.
The girl forgot the TV for a moment, focused on Jared, scrutinizing him. She watched him, spooning more cereal into her mouth, and spoke around it.
“Soda.” It was the first time she had spoken to either of them. Shannon watched her while she kept one eagle eye on the TV, and one on Jared.
Jared approached her slowly, knowing that if he moved too close, too quickly, he would end up
