CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
July 2, 2010
Morning
Calvin agreed to the training. When Mrs. Seabrook mentioned the time, he jumped to his feet, shaking.
“I have to get home!”
“Why the sudden hurry?”
“Martin’s coming today, and I can’t let him get in the house.”
The first thing Calvin did after Mrs. Seabrook drove him to the manor was run around to the forest and find the door lying open where he’d left it. He heaved it closed, then freed the key from the hole and stuck it deep in his pocket. Soothing comfort flowed from the key up into his fingers, then into his arm, and finally across his chest so that by the time he slipped through the front door, he was almost calm.
“Where were you?” Cleo met him on the threshold. “Dad called. He should be here any minute. What were you and Mrs. Seabrook do
