CHAPTER 3 — THE DRAWING
CHAPTER 3 — THE DRAWING
That night...
David couldn't sleep.
He walked into Ethan's room.
The little boy was already asleep.
A crumpled drawing lay beside the bed.
Three stick figures.
A father.
A little boy.
And...
A woman with black eyes.
Behind her...
A tall glass roof.
David frowned.
"What is this?"
A tiny voice answered.
"That's home."
David looked at the woman.
"Why are her eyes black?"
Ethan hugged his blanket tighter.
"Because..."
"...monsters don't have eyes."
David's heart sank.
Then he turned the page over.
On the back...
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Three shaky words were written in crayon.
SHE PUSHED ME.
