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

with our mother. For a fraction of a second, the masks slipped completely. A look passed between them—a deeply buried, ancient terror that made my stomach heave.

“Oh God,” Adela whimpered, her hands flying to her cheeks. “He came back.”

I rounded the bed, closing the distance between me and the woman who raised me. “Who?” I snarled, my voice vibrating continue reading …