“You think it could have been me?” said Esperanza
Brittney looked at Esperanza as though sizing her up. “Was it you?”
“You think it could have been me?” said Esperanza
Brittney looked at Esperanza as though sizing her up. “Was it you?”
When Brittney saw the teenager leave with an overnight bag, she could hardly believe her luck. She would have her prey all to herself.
In which I finally draw this story to its conclusion. This took much longer than I had initially anticipated.
Lilah couldn’t help a wry grin from creeping across her face when she saw the cop cars pull up to the gaping hole that used to be her house.
Would it be better to suffer in silence or go down fighting?
Is an offer for ice cream really as innocent as it seems?