Lexo's Story

I told him he had to go but he only kept staring through the window. Without hesitating I walked quickly into the kitchen, letting him out of my sight. I took my cell phone out of its charger and I dialed the police. Something was very wrong with him. But he was gone. The space on the sofa where he'd been was empty. There hadn't even been time and I would have heard it. Lexo never left me.