Chapter 21There’s no set-up for this next journal entry. No easy way to say it. I don’t even trust my own thoughts, so I’ll just let the events speak for themselves…
Late this afternoon, I walked into the warm house, set my grocery bag down, and shook the snow off my coat. Esco came trotting up to me and I bent to him and kissed his fat head. “Where’s our man?” I asked, looking into the hall. I’d been running a few errands and was looking forward to a relaxed evening with Nick. Maybe a movie night, if I could get him to sit still for more than an hour. As I opened the entrance closet, I frowned, noticing an unfamiliar coat hanging there. It was a small red Kanuck coat, a woman’s.
My face flushed hot, as fear flooded my reason. For a few seconds, I didn’t move, listening for any voices or
