Arthur pen drawing of hidden animals decided who kept the lake cabin

“Keep it safe,” Raymond whispered. “There are things we must present tomorrow that Douglas does not expect.”

I picked up the key, the metal cold against my palm, and slid it into my pocket before standing up, the joints in my knees stiff from the hours of packing.

When I got back to the room, Clara was already asleep on her bed, her glasses sitting on continue reading …