I looked up and down the street again, seeing nothing. I gauged the distance and tried what had happened in the warehouse the first morning I woke as the undead. I jumped. I covered the height easily, landing on the short section of roof. I crouched immediately, again looking up and down the street. The street remained quiet.
I looked to the window and saw there was a paper taped to the window. It said, ‘We love you Dad.”
I fought back a sudden sob as emotion attacked me viciously. It took a lot of time to fight through it. I was crouched on the eave for what seemed like hours, trying not to cry. I took a final deep breath and stepped to the window.
I knocked lightly, actually worried that Amanda might hear it clear across the house and downstairs. It was unnerving to be sneaking around outside my own house. I knocked again, only a little louder.
Tristan appeared at the window and I got a finger in front of my lips before he could cry out. He closed his mouth and nodded at me. I pointed to the hallway behind him and then put my finger in front of my lips again. Tristan nodded and moved into the shadows and the short hallway to his sister’s room.
Both came back into the room and I was relieved that they weren’t running. I remembered it was so easy to hear the kids moving about in their rooms upstairs. Tristan opened the window and Alexa almost jumped out to hug me.