“April,” Bethany"s voice whispered in the dark.
“Hmmm.”
“Do you think he"ll come t-tonight?”
“What?”
“Do you think he"ll c-come into the room t-tonight?
I sat up at her words. The darkness of the room made my eyes feel like they were still closed, and I blinked to be sure.
“You mean Cecil? Why would he come tonight?” My voice shook a little with the thought.
The sound of Bethany shuffling told me that she too sat up.
“I m-mean do you think he"ll s-sneak in and l-leave s-stuff.”
“I don"t know, Beth, go to sleep.” I lay back down on my mat and covered myself with the sheet. It was a warm night, and the sheet wasn"t necessary, but it comforted me and made me feel safe.
My muscles relaxed one by one as thoughts and images disappeared from my mind.
“April?”
“Yes.” Her voice started
