Two Strangers Knocked During a Christmas Outage. The Moment They Gave Their Names, I Knew Something Was Wrong.

with a fire station that Owen insisted needed to be the tallest building. Daisy babbled happily from her crib, making nonsense sounds that seemed profoundly meaningful to her. The woodstove crackled steadily. The lantern made everything look softer and more forgiving than it probably was.

And still, something felt wrong.

Not dangerous exactly. Not threatening.continue reading …