My sister warned me that our aunt and her son would soon be moving into my apartment. Despite my attempts to get more information, my mother remained tight-lipped about the details. All I knew was that Aunt Linda had two children: a son named Jake and a daughter named Emily. Years passed, and one day
For a week, there had been no response from my daughter. Since she got married and moved to a rural area, we used to talk every other day, no matter what. But now, there was silence. I decided to drive down and check on her, as the silence was becoming unbearable.
On the outskirts of a small American town, nestled against the dense forest, stood Rachel’s home. The forest, with its towering pines and shadowy underbrush, had always been a source of fascination and slight trepidation for her. It was a place of mystery and untold stories. One afternoon, as Rachel was tending to her garden, an unexpected guest emerged from the forest, setting off a chain of events that would forever change her perception of her once tranquil surroundings.
