Doug’s screams woke me
up.
Moonlight poured into the
bedroom.
It was still night.
The bedroom door burst
open.
Doug was wide eyed, his
face scratched.
“They know we’re here.
Lance brought those things right to us!”
It didn’t take long for
us to grab our things.
We never really
unpacked.
I scooped up Nora, who
was still groggy with sleep, and we rushed towards the back door.
The laughter was almost
deafening, and it was growing louder.
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