57. Delaney
CHAPTER 57
Delaney
I t’s been a week since I encountered the mask-wearing man in the small bathroom near the lake. I want to say I don’t miss him, but that would be a lie.
The weird thing is, I feel his eyes on me at the oddest times. Two nights ago, I was lying on my bed reading a book. I swore he was watching me, but no one was outside my window or in my house.
Last night, I was sitting on the front porch, bundled up in a hoodie and blanket and sipping some coffee, when goosebumps erupted over my skin. I scanned the yard and repeatedly looked at the cameras on my phone, but no one was there.
I haven’t told Callie about my encounters with him. Part of me is afraid she’ll judge me and think I’m losing my mind, while the other part likes having something that is mine.
It’s Friday morning, October 12. October Fest starts today and runs all weekend. I used to love going to it, but this year is different. I dread seeing the judgmental townspeople.
After I go for a run, I shower and drive to the local coffee shop. Carrying my Pumpkin Spice Iced Latte, I head toward a small table in the back, which offers a view of Main Street.
I freeze as I see my father, brother, and Tim walking along the sidewalk. My muscles tense as I wait to see if they are coming inside, but thankfully, they continue walking.
“Did you see Mayor Warner?” The lady two tables over hisses excitedly to her friend. “He’s going to speak in the park in an hour, kicking off October Fest.”
The friend responds, but I ignore what she says.
Dear ole Dad is gonna be speaking in the park, huh? An idea forms and an evil smile slides over my lips.
I need to have a chat with that asshole about not being able to see my mom. If it happens to be in front of most of the town, so be it.