Wrath wriggled in like a snake in the night. Belly to the ground, crreeeeping up the way. Under a blanket of silence, it emerged from the shadows, hungry for destruction.
A mansion in peril.
Unanswered cries for help seeped out in to the quiet of the evening, tainting the darkness with dread.
The youngest, uncertain of her soon-to-be fate, maintained a watchful eye.
Three floors down, they were greeted by the sound of a chair hitting the wall. The kitchen table, in pieces.
Closer, closer and closer still. This day, never to be forgotten and their world... forever changed.
The beast had arrived.
I love this ferociously! hahahaha! Oh Molly Grace...you thought Gabey was a handful. You have no idea what is coming. haha!
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