Melinda feigned sleep until her grandmother was satisfied. The minute she heard the door click shut, she jumped out of bed and ran to the window.
     She heard voices and peered into the night to find the source...

     There was her father, climbing into a car she didn't recognize, a bag in his hand. She watched as he stopped and looked up at her window, as if he knew she was there. She jumped back quickly, not wanting to be caught spying.
     She heard the car door slam shut and inched closer to get another look... The last thing she saw of her father was his pale face staring up at her from the passenger seat window.