“Did you hear that noise a second ago?” Fairday blurted out.
“What noise, honey? Are you okay?” Mrs. Morrow reached out and lifted Fairday’s chin tenderly.
“I thought I heard… Um, I guess it was nothing.” Fairday shrugged, biting her thumbnail, worried that it was all in her head.
“Are you sure? You seem shaken.”
“Yeah, I ‘m okay.”