The boy was sleeping in Allysyn's bed.

Reyona doubted that Jane had been the one who put him there.

The tears she had held back stained her eyes as she looked down at the innocent face so peaceful in sleep.

Had he suspected anything, despite the attempts of the surrounding adults to fool him?

From Reyona's experience, she knew that kids always seemed to know much more than the adults wanted them to know anyway.

Jane had told him Allysyn was staying for one more day, but when Allysyn did not come home again in the morning, he would begin to ask questions.

“It is over twelve hours already,” she...