In her mother’s absence, Chelsea attempts to stop an intruder.
When Mom thought I was asleep, she snuck out. Where she went, I don’t know. She still won’t tell me what her new job is or why she spends so much time away from home.
Maybe she’s torturing people. Maybe she’s sending a team to pick me up.
Should I run? Should I fight?
A door opens. Maybe it was just a late-night run to the store.
I go to the door and listen through it. I hear footsteps at the bottom of the stairs. Not the same as Mom’s. She would have said something by now.
I keep a baseball bat under the bed. The knob turns slowly.
The door opens.
The intruder steps in and I jump. I swing.
She ducks. “Stop, it’s me!”
When the light comes on, Naomi stands in the doorway.