Night #8
August 14, 2006
2:42am
The pool cleaner, as always, is hard at work. The kitchen, all is well, same with the living room and the front door area. Hunter was crying. He was standing in his crib. Mum came in and picked him up and walked him around and let him look at himself in the mirror on his bedroom door. Kristi turned, as if she heard something, and walked over to the window slowly. Hunter helped and pulled a curtain to the side. They walk back to the center of the room. Again, Kristi walked to the window and looked out. Behind her, Hunter’s door opened further. It softly hits the wall and Kristi turned. She puted Hunter back in his crib and turned his mobile on. She walked back to the window and lookde out. There’s a loud THUD on the window.
