they didn’t just let it happen… they planned it…

a sound scraped from the receiver—a dry, grating chuckle that made the hairs on my arms stand at attention. It was a cold, deeply satisfied noise.

“You never should have left him with me,” Adela whispered, her tone completely devoid of humanity.

My blood turned to Freon. I dug my fingernails into the edge of the mahogany dresser to keep my knees from continue reading …