“We have some rules here, Jimmyjake.” Grandma bent down so we could see eye to eye. “Follow these rules and, not only will you stay out of trouble,” again she hesitated, “maybe they’ll keep you alive.
“The first rule, and this is the big one, so pay attention, Jimmyjake, is you stay in this room from dusk until dawn. Do not come out of this room until the morning sun hits your window. No matter what you may hear. Or see. Or even smell. You. Stay. In. This. Room. Got it?”
I raised both eyebrows to indicate I understood . . . exactly how crazy she was.