Five Years After My Husband
She wrinkled her nose in confusion.
“But if Dad was trying to warn us about something bad—”
“He was trying to protect us,” I interrupted gently.
“I want to make sure I understand his warning completely before I put you girls in the middle of a dangerous situation.”
Daisy glanced nervously toward the dark hallway outside my bedroom.
“Does Austin know we found this note tonight?”
“No, he has no idea,” I replied.