Arthur A. Levine Books
TODO - RELATED RESOURCES
Wild with relief, I turned. The attic door was closed. Jackson left it open - ! ' I know Jackson left it open. I could sense, could feel, that whoever had climbed the stairs was now standing just beyond that closed door. Standing' - ! ' not moving' - ! ' not speaking. Not helping.
Behind me, the sound of chain sliding over wood.
I felt so cold, so squeezed, I could hardly draw in breath. A tear oozed like blood from the corner of my eye.
I made myself turn. I made myself look.
A woman stood in the shaft of moonlight. She was all darkness to me, back-lit by the window. I could see thick curls of black hair, the curves of muscled arms, a shapeless drape of translucent gown. All motionless. A spider ran down a lock of her hair, and air escaped me in the smallest gasp. I wanted to shove my fist in my mouth to stop the scream rising in my throat.'