CHAPTER 6
Noah shoved the phone into his pocket.
Kennedy was trying to form the words to an apology when somebody stepped in through the front door.
“I’m sorry it’s so late. Are Carl and Sandy already sleeping?” Nick, the youth pastor from Carl’s church, slipped into the dining room, making as little noise as he could in his somewhat clunky leather sandals. If Kennedy had thought she was disoriented waking up to a pitch-black house, it was nothing compared to this. She kept checking out the window to make sure it really was nighttime.
Nick was wearing beige cargo shorts and a T-shirt with Jesus and three of his disciples walking down Abbey Road. A speech bubble showed them singing, “All you need is love,” and included a Bible reference from 1 John.
He gave Noah a side hug. “How you do
