“When I went trick or treating we went to Mr. Socks’ house, and I didn’t like him. I told my momma, but she said he was a nice man,” Hannah says with the honesty you often only get with children.
“What about him didn’t you like, sweetie? You can tell me. Me and Rene won’t tell anyone, will we, Rene? And you won’t get in trouble,” Evan promises.
“I won’t tell,” Rene confirms in a gentle voice.
“He handed me a candy instead of letting me pick. And he held my hand really tight when he gave it to me. And he smiled weird.” Hannah frowns.
“Weird, how?” Evan presses, ideas forming.
“He smiled, but he didn’t look like he was happy,” Hannah says, clearly confused by the behavior. Evan can imagine how a child wouldn’t understand that, because adults seem to smile for many reasons other than bei
