Chapter 61

After helping Mom get Dylan to bed—he was wearing one of Leigh’s hats and Bryce’s basketball shorts—I went back to my room. The full moon shone on the red rocks, looking creepy and beautiful at the same time.

I opened my diary, lit my candle, and pulled out my Bible. I try to have devotions at least once a day, reading from the Bible and writing my thoughts. Mom had given me a book of thoughts by a Christian singer, but I couldn’t relate to a lot of it. The singer talked about “trials” and “disappointments,” but when I read closer it was more about a dog that had surgery or a house addition that took too long. When your dad is killed in a plane crash, that’s a real trial.

I glanced out the window and noticed something moving in the barn.

A lone figure stepped out, closed the door, then started running toward the rocks.