My Husband Came Home to an Empty Nursery

” she said. “No answer. I heard the baby. Not fussing. Screaming.”

Marlene tried the knob.

Unlocked.

Derek had left in such a hurry to choose himself that he hadn’t locked the front door.

She found me in the nursery.

My face was against the floor. My nightshirt was soaked through. There was blood on my thigh, not a lot, but enough to make the room feel continue reading …