After Dark
she called, her voice still a little raspy.
"It's me, Mom," I said, forcing a cheerful tone I didn't feel. I quickly hid my backpack and the heavy secret inside. The contrast between Caden's world and my small, safe apartment was jarring. Here, everything was simple, fragile. There, everything was grand, dangerous.
Jasper, who had been drawing on the living room floor, looked up and grinned. "Maeve! Look! I made a superhero!" He held up a drawing of a stick figure with a cape and a huge smile.
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