Where was he?
Her heart began to race as she approached the steps to the back door. What if it wasn’t her father? What if there was an intruder and he was trying to defend against them?
But soon, it became clear to her that her father was indeed still at home. He was busy in the shed. Abby let out a relieved sigh. However, her relief was short-lived because her father had never worked in the shed at this time before.