The Knocking Started Right After She Told Me He Was Mine

his neck. “I ain’t here to scare the baby. I came because she stopped answering. I saw your car and figured…” He waved his hand. “Whatever. You can imagine what I figured.”

I could.

I’d driven there with the same poison in my head.

Inside The Small House

I opened the door wider and looked back at Emily.

She stood in the hallway holding Noah, pale with pain continue reading …