One woman said she’d heard deep growling behind her shed a few nights ago, but assumed it was her neighbor’s dog. Another said her trash had been dragged halfway down the alley, and she thought it was teens, but maybe it wasn’t.
It wasn’t just Lisa anymore. The neighborhood was uneasy. That evening, Lisa sat with her back against the porch railing, staring at the grass. Her phone buzzed. It was Caleb. She hadn’t spoken to him in months, but they’d grown up together.