#Chapter 244 – Down the Barrel of a Gun

“Get out of my house!” a feminine voice shrieks. “I’ll shoot you! Get out!” “Bridgette!” I shout, half panicked and half furious, ducking my head and curling my body around Alvin’s as I press us both against the wall outside the cabin’s door. “Put the fucking gun down! It’s me! It’s Evelyn!” “Evelyn!” I hear her gasp and there’s a clatter – god, did she just drop a loaded gun on the floor? I groan, hearing footsteps pounding towards us, realizing that we never should have left her alone with a gun in the house. I’m looking up at the door and see the moment when her pretty blonde head peeks out of the. “Oh my god!” she pants. “It really is you! I am so sorry – Evelyn, you scared me –“ My limbs are shaking as I unwrap myself from Alvin, who looks up at Bridgette. “Hi, auntie,” he says, working to give her a tremulous little smile. “Oh, baby,” she moans, crouching down next to us and putting her arms out to him. He immediately goes to her, wrapping her in a hug. “I’m so sorry.” “