Chapter 34

He was three blocks away before he realized he was crying, tension streaming down his face as his legs shook against the floorboards.

He pulled over, chest heaving, and grabbed Aaron in an enormous hug. The smell of spilled milk and cereal was on his son’s clothes. Around them, the neighborhood lazed through its morning routine. SUVs and minivans passed him on the road; a group of children waited at the bus stop, mothers with strollers standing guard.

Standing guard.

Oh my God, that tiger’s loose.

Tom rolled down his window and screeched in reverse over to the bus stop. A woman looked at him with alarm.

“Get the kids inside, there’s a tiger loose!” He realized he was screaming when Aaron whimpered and started to cry.

“What? What are you talking about?” The woman stepped closer and Tom recognized her as Maggie; she’d bought a sofa from them at their last yard sale. “What?”