I Came Home Early For My Daughter’s Birthday

Violet must have gotten a headache or just decided to come home early. She walked in on them. On her own uncle and the monster he brought with him.

“You let him in,” I stated, the words tasting like ash. “You disarmed the system that was supposed to protect our daughter.”

“I thought I was protecting him!” she screamed, her voice cracking, drawing a continue reading …