The man in the window

The start of hell

We went to my sisters house that night in fright that he might come back I told my sister everything she called the police an they are investigating it but suggest we move we agreed and moved to my parents house since I cannot afford anywhere else it's the same town so my son doesn't have to transfer schools as I dropped him off this morning I noticed he was a bit off so I drove back home I didn't fully feel safe about it so I called in work as well I had to go to the store for a bit my mom promised to watch him as I returned home it was 7pm I put up everything I bought my son looked at me an got angry and said what I did was not funny I looked at him confused "What did I do.?" I asked as he looked at me an grabbed the book my smile dropped from my face as I went pale "Where did you get that..." I asked since I left that other book at the old house "I found it on my bed earlier!" He yelled in anger I looked at him as I could not believe my eyes "Henry...." I said in a uncomfortable way as he looked up at me confused "I did not buy that book after the incident...." I said in disbelief he looked up confused "is he coming back..?" he replied with "I hope not hon.." I said as I locked the house doors an hugged him "if he does come back I want you to stay hidden okay..?" I said freaked out a bit but trying to sound calm "what about you..?" He said in a confused tone I sighed "I'll hide to but I'll make sure he doesn't get anywhere near you he only has 5 minutes before he can get us so we have to keep him distracted before that.?" I say in a worried voice