chapter 42

Rachel

The door creaked open as I pushed it.

It made a loud thudding noise when it hit the wall on the other side. I cleared my throat and waved a hand in front of my face. Tiny particles of dust danced on the floorboards. I stepped into the room and yanked the curtains open.

Bright sunlight poured in through the windows, giving the room a warm, ethereal glow. Then I spun on my heels and placed both hands on my hips. Having arrived at the Bolton's cabin an hour ago, I had spent the last hour making sure everything was working in order. Since the electricity and water were up and running, it still left the rest of the house.

I rolled my sleeves up and stepped back out into the cream-colored hallway with family pictures hung up on either side. With a smile, I traced the pictures and followed them until the end of the hallway, which opened into a kitchen on one side, and a living room on the other.

Ron sat in the middle of the living room, legs tucked underneath him and a coloring book o