CHAPTER 20
Sara Beth sat still, barely breathing, as Tab cautiously made his way down the tree trunk, sending a cascade of leaves below. A million questions flew through her mind.
How old was he? Why was he living in the woods alone? Where was his family?
Instinct told her to ease into the asking.
If she gave him half a reason, he’d bolt like a wild animal.
While she waited, she took in the makeshift camp. A faded pair of pants and a shirt hung on a tree limb. Mismatched pieces of wood and tin that made up the disjointed tree house told her he’d scavenged for what he needed to build it.
No doubt he’d found some of these things on Layken’s abandoned farm. She wondered for a minute why he hadn’t squatted in the farmhouse. But maybe he hadn’t been here all that long. Or maybe he had a d
