I reached for his hand, and led him toward the house. “Come on, let’s go in, and I’ll fix you something to drink.” I stopped short when his body didn’t follow his hand. I tugged on his fingers and shot him a curious glance. He scanned the wooded area along my driveway; his eyes narrowed as if something in the trees disturbed him. “What is it?” I whispered. After a moment, his shoulders relaxed. “Nothing.” I looked along the same area he had, but didn’t see anything. A chill crawled up my arms anyway. Chris had a knack for spooking me.
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