“Help! Can you hide me, please, quickly? I need to be somewhere safe.”
Isaac looked at her, surprised and wary, but the look of urgency on her face pressed him to make a decision. He hoped it was the right one. “Come in,” he said as he opened the door fully to let her in. He was in his old house, collecting some of his old stuff, so he figured there was really no harm into letting her inside.
Summer darted inside, scrambling to find a place where she couldn’t be seen from the street. “If someone asks, you haven’t seen me, okay,” she said, breathlessly. “Please. I’ll owe you, so much.” She crouched down, keeping her eyes fixed on the boy.
