Letting Go of Us (Anchored Hearts Vol. 3) (45 page)

Our bodies both jump at the clamor
coming from outside the closet. I hear his mother’s scream and the
sound of something slamming into the wall.

Daulton moves his body further back
into the closet and I look in his direction. All I see is pitch
black except for the subtle light coming through the space between
the bottom of the door and the floor.

Sounds echo from the other room and
more shouts and screams follow. I can’t make out what’s happening,
but the fear coursing through my body tells me that something isn’t
right in this house.

A loud bang goes off…and then another.
Daulton reaches his hand out to me and our bodies shiver
together.

Moments pass by—I’m not sure if it’s
seconds or minutes—but it feels like a lifetime.

The front door slams shut and I can
feel my heart pounding through my tuxedo shirt.

This has to be the worst night of my
life and I can only imagine what’s going to happen next.