Book One: Chapter 58

“So, I guess I’ll go back to the office then,” she told him. “Do you need me to take you to the doctor or anything? I can bring you something later, or we could meet for dinner?”

“No, I’m fine.” The words were easy to say, but Mike was everything but. Beth frowned at him while he walked her to the door. When he opened it, she spun in place, leaning against the frame, her body suddenly close.

“Seriously. Can I do anything for you?” She winked at him.

“I’m good.” He needed to figure out what had gone wrong. Beth pouted, stepping onto the porch. Mike didn’t bother following her-he shut the door in her face.

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The hours ticked by. Mike spent the first hour in the back trying to get Abella to snap out of her slumber, and decided that whatever had happened wasn’t going to suddenly undo itself. In the garage, Tink’s nest underneath was empty, just a couple of boxes of newspaper that had become so wet, Mike couldn’t read what was written on them. Going back in