Night Fall

That night, I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, as I did most nights, but I wasn’t just listening to the cries of the wolves from the woods this time. No, I was also listening for noises inside of the house. I was listening for Gray, wondering if she would try to leave the house. I knew my mom had talked to her after dinner, and I had to assume they’d gone to some lengths to attempt to secure the doors, but it was a lot harder to lock someone in then it was to lock someone out. They couldn’t put a lock on her bedroom door either, or else she wouldn’t be able to get to the bathroom. So… I lay awake, hoping she didn’t try to sneak out and wishin