Charli
It was almost three in the morning by the time we pulled up to the house in Rye. Exhaustion had taken over long ago. My body and mind were running on adrenaline and even that had begun to wane.
"Alex, do you need me to go in with you?"
I squinted my eyes, trying to understand Deloris's question. "You're not staying here?"
"I can but I'd like to go home."
The door to the house opened as Silvia stood, wrapped in a robe.
I forced a smile. "I guess I never think of you as having your own place."
"Since you've come along, I seem to see it less and less."
"Go," I said as Clayton opened the car door. The offending wind reminded me that I was no longer in Georgia. Despite the onslaught of goose bumps, Silvia's tired, welcoming smile filled me with warmth. After Chelsea and I were out of the car, I turned back to Deloris. "We'll be fine. Besides, Nox is on his way."