#Chapter38 THE WOODSHED

Ten Years Ago:

The nearest neighbor was three miles away, and the workers wouldn’t be back until morning. But… if she could get to the pole building out back, dad kept rifles there, in the gun safe—

Claws scraped against the sink. The thing in the kitchen hit the faucet handle. Water gushed.

The shortest way to the pole building was around the carport… which meant going near Tina…

You can do it. Run, sweetheart, run!

Lexi hurried back to the front doors, unlocked the right one and pushed, but neither door would move. They were all messed up from the monster hitting them. In the kitchen,...