CHAPTER 28

I shivered slightly in the cool evening air as I leaned over the porch railing and stared off in the distance. The sun was starting to drop in the sky, and the temperature was dropping quickly. Moose sniffed and snorted a few feet away as he frantically started digging a hole out by the withered old oak tree in the front yard. He looked up and noticed me watching him before giving an excited little yip as he continued digging. Moose could always find something to keep himself entertained; I thought with a smile as his silly antics momentarily distracted me from my thoughts.

Tomorrow we would be leaving for Celeste's house back in New Orleans, and I really wasn't sure what I thought about it. Going home for reinforcements made the most sense, but on the other hand, I hated to leave when we were so close to finding Lucas. Why did life have to be so hard? I thought and started to call to Moose when I caught a flash of movement from the corner of my eye.