Carolyn pulled into the driveway beside Bryce’s car and hurried inside, leaving the groceries in the car. Of course Shanna was fine; it was the middle of a Saturday afternoon, the sun shining down on their rundown piece of suburbia. So why was a voice screaming in Carolyn’s head that everything wasn’t okay?
“Mommy’s home,” she called as she entered through the kitchen door, throwing her purse on the counter next to Bryce’s phone. “Did you miss me?”
No response.
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Well done! OMG, I'm terrified. Every mother's nightmare!
ReplyDeleteHow deliciously creepy.
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Ominous, tense, intriguing. Terrific six and I'm dying to know what happens next!
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