The Account Under the Bed
Tell him it’s on our room.
I’ll be right behind you.”
She was gone in an instant, her worry dissolved, a child again, trotting across the sand toward the promise of something cold and sweet.
Chapter 5 — The Pieces Begin to Fit
I stood where I was for a moment and let the picture assemble itself, because I knew from long experience that the first thing to do when you find one wrong figure is not to panic but to look for the others.
Six months earlier, Jim had begun asking Julian strange questions.