Chapter Nine
The trees sweep over the road and cover the sky. It feels as if we are in a tunnel. It is pitch black outside and the moon is covered by a layer of clouds. Bennett grumbles.
“Would be helpful if there were some lights on this road.”
I have to agree with him. We landed in the nearest airport to Rosemary over three hours ago and have been driving ever since. It is past ten at night now and I am exhausted and on edge.
“What did you tell Kevin again?” I ask for roughly the millionth time.
“April, I told him that I wanted to go on a woodworking course for a few days. I covered all the bases. Yes, before you ask again, he was irritated about the pointless hobby but he decided it’d be fine for me to go because he’ll be out of town anyway.”
“Right, but he could come back. Or cal
