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shoulders as she plopped down on an old sofa behind her. He watched as a plume of dust rose from the cushions and a deeper sigh blew it away. “I hit you,” she admitted. The weight of her confession physically lifted from her chest as she spoke. “With my jeep.” She pulled her feet up off the floor and tucked them under her blanket. “You really don’t remember, do you?”
    Tyler shook his head.
    The woman caught her breath and continued. “I was heading up the pass and it started coming down pretty bad. Worse than I expected. The roads were all iced up and I was sliding all over the place. I just wanted to get here, ya know? I looked down for a split-second and then—”
    She paused. It looked like she was replaying the whole incident in her head.
    “And then I put you in my jeep and brought you here,” she finally concluded.
    Tyler was pretty sure she was leaving out some key details to spare him—like the moment of impact, for one, and where they were, exactly.
    “So where’s here?” he asked reluctantly, choosing not to press the details of his injuries as he looked around the room. His eyes instantly fixed on a shotgun propped against the arm of the couch, resting only a few inches away from where she sat. He got an uneasy feeling.
    “My grandma’s.”
    Tyler arched his brow. He was certain he didn’t know where her grandma lived.
    “The Adirondacks?” she added.
    He knew of them, but it didn’t tell him much. His eyes took in the room again. There was no sign of Grandma. In fact, the place appeared to be somewhat abandoned. Still, he grabbed the corners of the blanket and, suddenly feeling a bit more vulnerable, covered himself. “Your Grandma’s not here, is she?”
    “No.”
    “Then what are you doing up here?” Tyler felt fit to ask. The whole situation was starting to feel more and more suspicious.
    “I should be asking you that question,” she snapped. “I’m not the one who was running around naked on the mountain last night. I’d ask if that’s normal for you, but I already got the impression it is.”
    “Ouch,” he retorted. “That’s harsh.”
    “Well—” she began, but he cut her off. He had no desire to tell her what little truth he knew.
    “Okay, okay,” he waved his hand, hoping to stop the conversation. “I suppose that was fair. But it’s not what you think. We’ll just leave it at that. If you can loan me some clothes, I’ll get out of your hair and leave you to whatever it is you’ve got going on here at Grandma’s.”
    “Good luck,” she teased. “You can’t leave.”
    That uneasy feeling returned to his stomach. He immediately glanced at his feet. Though he hadn’t noticed they were tender before, part him just needed to make sure she hadn’t gone all Kathy Bates on him.
    “Snow,” she nodded toward the window; her words alleviating some of his worry. “Looks like two feet already.”
    Tyler’s attention turned toward the window. The sky was overcast; dark enough to be dusk already, and the snow was piling on top of itself. He noticed a vehicle parked outside, the antenna and some fog lights peeked above the snow.
    “Oh shit, that’s not good,” Tyler mumbled aloud. A slow panic crept up his throat as he realized the countdown to the full moon had already begun.
    “Tell me about it,” she mocked, standing. “Looks like you’re going to be here awhile Mister—what’d you say your name is?”
    “Tyler.”
    “Tyler, huh?” She looked like she wanted to smile, but did a good job of holding it in. “Alright Mr. Tyler , since it looks like you’ll be staying a little longer than we both anticipated, I’m gonna to need you to put some clothes on.” She looked him over in a way that made him feel cheap and underdressed, “I’ll get you something to wear and then I’ll make us both something to eat. I’m sure you’re probably hungry.”
    “Starved,” now that he thought about it.
     

Chapter 8
     
     
    It wasn’t until she left