seatbelt and turned completely around to face my daughter.
“Ellie, look at me. Look right at me.”
She met my eyes, her face solemn and frightened.
“Did you see her? With your eyes? Or was it like a dream?”
“With my eyes,” Ellie said firmly. “I heard crying in the night. It woke me up. I went to find Grandma, but she wasn’t in her room. I followed the sound continue reading …