"Your dad has it, and I think he's in trouble." He put out his hand, and she clasped it. The flow was still there, but muted. They ran down the stairs together and out the door. The snow turned into rain and everything was getting coated with a thin sheet of ice. Siobhan thought of her dream and shivered, but she kept running.

She had no idea what time it was. The rain fell past streetlights forming halos. Few houses had lights on and there were no cars on the road. She might as ...