Celeste cracked open one eye and looked directly into the huge brown eyes of her younger son, who stood right next to her bed. “Mommy, Dakota says get up and don’t sleep the day away.” She sat up in bed and looked over at the clock. The red digital numbers stared back at her, telling her that she...
The same movie ran in her head, the story of her triumph, where she killed Richard, hid his body and lived a life without fear. She turned on her side to watch him sleep. A pulse beat at the base of his neck. His hair was tousled, like a little boy’s, but even in his sleep...
She’d snuck in the back way and hid in the office all day so that no one would see her. The good part of it was that she was able to put the final changes on the submission packet and clean out her email inbox. Francis had said nothing about either her hiding out in the office all day or her clot...