Chapter Sixty-five – Ninja at the dead of the night
I waited for eleven. Hoping for the sky to grow dark and hoping for the clock to strike eleven. Also hoping for mom to sleep early.
But the last two hadn’t happened yet. And mom had to be asleep before eleven happened.
It was fifteen minutes to eleven and that was when my mother remembered to give her ‘daily warnings’ on closing my window in such times as these.
Now I needed that window opened.
“Kiera. Don’t say anything about needing fresh air. You know of the threat. What if you get kidnapped while in your sleep?” she debunked my last piece of excuse. It was six minutes to eleven now.
“Mom, I can’t be kidnapped like that. Do you think I’m a sleeping log?” I chuckled. She didn’t share the humor.
“Okay, I’d close the window. I’d close the door. And I’d sleep like a log. Don’t bother me. I have a busy day tomorrow” I curled myself in my bed.
