‘I’m hungry. Let me in.’ ‘No.’ ‘You must.’ Susan tried to shift her gaze from the child’s but couldn’t. ‘No.’ ‘Yes. Invite me ...n, Sue.’ ‘How do you know my name?’ He shrugged. ‘Let me in.’ ‘No!’ ‘Invite me in!’ The words were snarled, barely discernable. Susan drew back in shock, her gaze finally slipping from the boy’s eyes. She slammed the door in his face and locked it quickly, her hand shaking. Though she couldn’t see the child, she knew he was still waiting outside. She could feel him. They're tanking her up now." Let Rogers take it. Go talk to him. We need to know. Damn shame your radio's on the fritz." He shook his head and picked up his heavy binoculars. "Where's the other scout?"I caught up with her as she was about to mount the short set of steps. "Got time for me?" I asked in a whisper."Get in line," she said with a laugh and hurried out.Anna McIntyre was only twenty, fresh out of some girls' school in the West and undoubtedly the best pilot that we had of the four tiny. Summer was dressed casually, but hot as hell. She was barefoot and wore a slinky cold shoulder white top, no bra, and paper thin, plaid Capri pants showing a touch of cameltoe and her toned calves. Bobby was about to cream his jeans.“Let’s go into the living room,” Summer said.They did, and Summer had set it up nicely. There was a fake log burning in the fireplace and several scented candles lighted in the room, the ambiance unmistakable. They sat on the sofa together and they both knew why. Shushing her daughters, the mother herded them next door to a little coffee shop, where she tried valiantly to find enough change in the bowels of her purse to buy something hot for them to eat, and drink. That was too much for me. I'd followed them desperately wanting to help."Here," I said, softly, trying not to scare her. "Let me treat you all to dinner." The mother gave me a scathing look that disintegrated into one of either fear, grief, or something worse. I suspected she was at the end.
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