Mason
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Duke barked, then yelped, then went silent.
Roscoe made a high crying sound that faded toward the front room.
I almost came out of the closet then.
I thought it had hurt the dogs, and I felt responsible for them.
But the bedroom doorknob turned.
Knot rattled, turned.
The knob moved once, slowly, until it hit the lock.
Then it relaxed back into place.
I raised the shotgun, but I was holding it wrong, sitting awkwardly in the closet with clothes hanging around my head and shoes digging into my legs.
My finger was near the trigger, and I was terrified I would fire by accident.
I shifted it toward the closet opening and waited.
Something pressed against the bedroom door.
The dresser scraped an inch across the floor.
Then Carla's voice whispered through the crack.
Mason, why are you being rude?
That sentence is burned into my head because it was so normal and so wrong.
Not let me in.
Not help me.
Just that.
Why are you being rude?