SILVER HOLLOW
FAYE
I went back outside and found my mother exactly where I had left her, still tending to the vegetables.
For a moment, I simply stood there with my phone still in my hand.
The call with Alexander had left me with more questions than answers, but at least I had something to work with now. His suspicion that Conrad might be connected to what was happening here had unsettled me. I hadn't considered it before, and the more I thought about it, the more difficult it became to dismiss.
I slipped my phone into my pocket and walked back toward my mother.
She glanced over her shoulder.
"Was that Alexander?" she asked.
"Yes."
I moved back into the garden and crouched beside her, picking up the vegetables she had already gathered and placing them into the basket beside us.
