Sparrow Lane


Max and I exited the car. Elena stayed behind, watching us curiously.

"I told you," he said. "She was going to ruin things. We should just go in without her, or she'll be clinging to us the whole tonight."

He wasn't wrong. I considered it. But I don't know which was worse: leaving Elena alone in the car, or bringing her with us. Both options seem dangerous.

I moved to the car and tapped on the window. She rolled it down and looked up at me.

"Did you change your mind?" she asked, her tone hopeful.

"No," I said, glancing at Max, who looked annoyed. "You have a choice, though. You can either stay here, or come with us into the house."

Elena frowned. "Both of those options seem very unappealing, Dom."

"I know." I reached a hand into the car, and squeezed her shoulder. "I'm sorry we made you come here, it wasn't fair."

"Did you decide yet?" Max called. "I don't really want to waste my time here."

"Alright!" Elena yelled, and stepped out of the car. "I'm coming."

I grasped her hand in mine tightly. "I'll keep you safe," I promised.