Abby’s POV
I close the car door quietly and turn to find Trey in the darkness as he steps out onto the gravel path.
Everything seems quiet.
Too quiet.
His eyes connect with mine and I nod my head towards the house, inching forward slowly as he follows on behind me.
I reach for the wooden hand rail, running my hand along its surface as I take each step one at a time.
It’s been a while since I’ve been here, but still, under the moonlight, everything seems to be the same.
I come to a stop at the front door and take a deep breath before turning to Trey again.
“Are you ready?”
He nods.
“Be as quiet as you can.” I finish, lifting my finger to my lips for effect.
It’s then that I turn back towards the door, reaching for the handle which slides down under my command.
I step
