“Jodie, are you still awake? I’ve brought you some cookies and tea.” It was Jenny, Sean’s mother.
It was strange that Jenny would care about Jodie and even come to her room at this time. She must have come with a certain purpose. Jodie thought.
“Sean, you have to hide,” Jodie whispered and before Sean said anything, she pushed him into her closet and closed the door.
In a hurry, she put on her robe and opened the door. “Jenny, come in.”
Jenny placed the tray down on the bedside table, walked about the room as if checking on the furniture and asked casually, “Is there anything else you would like for your room?”
Jodie’s heart was beating fast. She tried not to look at the closet and as calmly as she could, she shook her head and said, “I don’t think so. Thanks for aski
