Chapter 55 Fifty-five

• Evans
• Outside the windows in my home office, the sky is a gentle shade of deep orange, fading into the gray of the clouds. It's early in the evening, and from the other room, I can hear the sounds of Carolina playing with Brandon: her voice, and Brandon's cheerful peals of laughter.
• The doorbell sounds. I consider getting up to answer it myself, but I hear Carolina call out, and her footsteps echo in the front hall.