It was well past midnight when something caused Katelynn to slowly stir from her sleep. Besides her, Jack still lay, arms around her sleeping soundly. He was serene, at calm, sleeping peacefully. She turned her head slightly and saw a shape in the door way.
It was the shape of a man, but not a solid man.
She could see clearly through him.
No definite features were obvious besides the hat, the coat, and boots. The man stood in the door way either looking in on them, or away… either was impossible to tell.
Katelynn suddenly felt a rush of cold as if a fan had been pl
Taking a Trip
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Jack Maple 