Saturday, January 9, 2016

Day 9/366



And now she had to find that phone and uncover her middle child's misbehavior.  "Hey, kids?  Have either of you--" she shouted up the staircase, but the front door opened and her voice vanished.

Her middle child, her easy child, her precious child--there stood Ellie.

Covered in what appeared to be blood.

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So, what do you think happened?  I have a feeling you won't be able to guess!

Creatively Yours,

Deena

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