Uncle Jacob had come home with his
brother and sister-in-law, leaving the capable Marta to close up shop at the
funeral home. Lena didn’t miss how the
three had sagged with relief to see her waiting for them in the garage, safe
and unharmed.
For her part, Lena could have wept
to see her mother still walking among the living. Superstitiously, she’d half believed Lilith
had somehow sensed her reading the news story and managed to follow the thread
of the young woman’s horror to track down Alex.
It was all Lena could do to not fly into her mother’s arms when Alex got
out of the big Lincoln’s passenger seat.
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