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When the bed was made,Asher turned to get towels for a shower and he caught a glimpse of a woman glide away from the door.
“Jane?” No one answered. He ran out the room and into the living room. No one was there and the front door was locked. The back door was locked. He searched every room. No one was there.
Clearly, I’m imagining things.
Grabbing his keys, he left the house and walked next door. Leaves were blowing across the brick steps of the porch. He kicked them away, marched to the door and knocked. The porch light illuminated him and he saw Jane peek through the curtain as she usually did. He heard the bolt unlock on the door and open. It didn’t open completely. She obviously did not want him to see inside.