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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