After they finished
straightening up the store, Todd accompanied her back to her apartment. The
evening was clear and balmy, with a warm breeze blowing in from the ocean. Without
the extreme winds of the prior evening…when he’d found her alone and frightened
on the same dark and deserted walkway.
At the door of her
apartment, Todd cautioned her, “Please be very careful. I can’t let anything
happen to you. If you need me, call me anytime—day or night. I’ll give you my card. If you’re frightened, I can stay with you tonight—all night.”
He placed a card in her hand. She hardly noticed it; she was too busy being
enthralled by his dark stare.
She snapped out of her
trance and replied, “I’m fine. But you might receive a phone call in the middle
of the night.”
“Call me anytime. I’m sure
your voice will sound nice and soothing in the dark of the night. But remember: be extra careful;
nothing is really what it seems.” He bent over to give her a kiss. This time he
kissed her on the forehead and then faded away into the darkness.
Why do I keep hearing the phrase, “Nothing is really what it seems”? Why was Todd always nearby when something
strange or disturbing happened to her? What did he know about the town that he
was keeping secret from her? And how did he move so fast that he blended in
so well with the night?
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