Morgan locked the door securely behind her and leaned against it for a moment, drawing in a deep breath to steady her nerves. She knew she had not wanted to go out on the boat today, and she should have followed her intuition. It felt as if by her going out on the water, she"d stirred something from the sea, something she had tried to put in the back of her mind.
Misty twisted herself around Morgan"s ankles, meowing. Whether for attention or to provide Morgan comfort, Morgan wasn"t sure. Giving a shake of her head as if to knock herself out of her fright, Morgan scooped the kitten up and headed upstairs to her bedroom. She didn"t bother to turn on any lights; she knew her way without them. There was no sense in getting involved in anything tonight. She was too upset by what had happened.
