The next few days passed in almost exactly the same way.

Quiet.

Careful.

Filled with endless waiting.

I had already lost count of how many times my eyes drifted toward the hospital room door, almost expecting someone to suddenly walk in even though I had no idea who I was waiting for. Ever since Terrence warned me that there was a possibility someone wanted to silence Mom, I couldn't shake off the unsettling feeling that someone, somewhere, was watching us.

Even when I couldn't see them, I ...