The Rains Came
Robbie clicks his tongue, summoning a new day, the rains came along to cleanse what has been made dirty. Jaimie is still asleep. Her five-year-old dreams cause her to smile… Angels are watching over her. She snores lightly, unaware of the half-man/half-devil waiting not too far from their door. He toys with the blade, licks his sharp teeth, and smacks his lips.
He measures the distance from the bushes to her window. From the bushes to their front door. From the bushes to their beaten up, midnight blue sedan, and then counts…
He counts the number of minutes it takes him to beat the sun and kill again. Dawn does not wait for him, it awakens to the birds’ songs.
Just one more, he thinks. Just one more.
A Cornered Gurl 
Totally getting goosebumps.
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Yes! I love this reaction!
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I sometimes forget how friggin’ scary you can be on the page! (Contrasted with the awesome loving person you are!). Kind of Stephen King-ish….
Now I need to go do something to get rid of the Robbie visual….
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Haha. Do something happy. 🖤
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I am doing exactly that! Sitting in the cockpit of my boat. Anchored in the bay. Your story is bringing a smile to my face, lol! I’m looking forward to the next installment!!
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Yaaasss! Thank you. Enjoy the day out on the boat! *big hugs*
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Getting thrilled here…
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Haha. Boom! That’s a good thing! 😉
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The sweet, innocent five-year-old vs. the half-devil lusting after blood… what a stark contrast! I hear Robbie clicking his tongue, and it’s making me shudder.
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He’s a scary thing, Mags!
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….and then another, and maybe another!
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It’s going to be pretty gruesome, Peter.
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Goodee!
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Woah…Jaimie!
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