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

room felt like it was tilting slightly. “Find me for what purpose?” I asked.

Marian whispered, barely audible, “To see you. Just to see you.”

I looked between them, trying to read faces that were both open and guarded simultaneously. “Who are you really?” I asked flatly.

George’s jaw clenched hard enough that I heard his teeth grind. He swallowed visibly.continue reading …