A three AM phone call about a locked room changed everything

my school books back on the shelf now?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said. “They stay on the shelf all week now, Mia.”

Chloe was standing by the refrigerator, hopping on her left foot, her sneakers squeaking against the floor. She had her small pink backpack still slung over both shoulders, the straps pulled so tight they pressed into her coat.continue reading …