Chapter 235
235 – We Found A Home
Madeline:
“Baxter, do you think it will be safe here?” I asked, looking around the entrance.
He turned to me, and I noticed the way his jaw tightened, as if he was choosing his words.
“It is safe during the day,” he replied, leaning one hand on the doorway. “The problem is at night p>
I raised my eyebrow at him and folded my arms.
“ What problem? What flying monster were you talking about earlier?” I asked, shifting my weight onto one leg.
He stepped out of the doorway and stood in front of me.
“They say something big comes after dark,” he explained. “No one knows what it looks like. No one has actually seen it, but the rogues talk about it, and some believe it exists p>
I swallowed and glanced at the big window that showed the open ground outside.
“So the area around the cabin is not safe, that means? The front yard and the backyard?” I asked.
“Listen, it is safe if we stay outside during the day, but once the sun goes down, if we stay inside the house, we will be fine. At least that is what I have heard. The open grounds are the risky parts,” he added.
I looked at my children. Ilara rubbed her arms, Bodhi pressed his cheek against my thigh, and Gina held Baxter’s sleeve while watching him.
They had returned after looking around the first floor.
“We have children,” I reminded him quietly.
He crouched so he could look at all three of them.
“We will fix this place for us, and once we leave the motel, we will come straight here,” he told them.
He stood again and met my eyes. His expression stayed firm, and he lifted his chin a little, as if he wanted me to trust him.
“But it is up to you,” he said. “If you think it is too dangerous, we can go back to the woods. It is said that the thing barely enters areas with a lot of trees p>
I took a slow breath and looked around.
“The rest of the areas are worse. Rogues pass through them without warning. Some steal whatever they want. Some start fights for no reason,” I muttered. 1
“You know what? We should at least look inside,” I said, stepping toward the cabin door.
He had told me earlier that the creature landed on open grounds because its wings were big, so it avoided thick woods.
I still was not sure if woods were safer,
At least the creature came out only at night, and Baxter said it did not attack houses, even weak ones.
We walked inside. I held my children’s hands while Baxter carried Bodhi. He pushed the door open fully.
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The first bedroom looked simple and warm enough. It was on the first floor.
The living room had a fireplace, and an open kitchen was attached to it, separated by a counter with chipped
corners.
Some cabinets looked fine. Others needed work. The bedroom was small but enough for one bed. We would need a
better mattress.
The windows showed the backyard.
We went upstairs and found two more rooms with large windows.
Baxter told me he would board them so the kids would not run up there without us knowing.
There was another small room on the first floor that I planned to fix for the children.
It was not big, but I preferred them close to me, not upstairs at night.
When we returned downstairs, Baxter looked around the cabin and then at me.
“You think we can stay here?” he asked, letting me decide.
I gave the place one long look before I nodded.
“We can make it work as long as we fix the issues,” I told him.
Baxter smiled a little.
“Do not worry. I will even put a fence around the house so the kids do not wander anywhere,” he replied with a small nod.
At this point, this seemed better than wandering through the woods.
The rumor about the monster could be false. Someone might have made it up so no one came to this cabin.
After everything, we decided to head back to the motel because we were tired.
As we walked back to the motel, I noticed that his phone started to receive a signal again. I wondered why they never took it back.
The minute we were on the road, his phone beeped. His mother was calling.
He looked at the screen and cut the call, then pushed the phone into his pocket.
“Answer the call,” I mumbled.
“I know what she wants to talk about,” he replied with a head shake.
“Well then, speak with her,” he replied. “Are you embarrassed to marry me? If not, then speak with her. You should at least call her. Avoiding her will not help now p>
He looked at me and answered the call.
When he lifted the phone to his ear, the volume was loud enough that I heard her voice on the other end.
“Come back home right now!” she yelled.
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