She sits in a corner to be alone, to be at peace
while the sunlight that’s filtering in, throws wicked
shadows in a room like the bare branches of winter.
In the silence, restless dust travels aimlessly.
They are not quite sure of their destination.
They choose a clearing and take advantage while
They invade her mind, taking her places she doesn’t
want to go.
She asks them to stop, and tries to shake them off.
They scatter and plan another strategy. Perhaps
layers or balls this time.
They badger and monitor her every move, waiting
For just the right moment to engulf her in a suffocating
choke-hold until she succumbs.
It turned out that it was the company of these pesky
little things that she craved, not solitude. She loved
the challenge of not being rid of them.
Willa Goodheart, honest and hard-working white collar worker finds herself connected to a police investigation for a serial killer; and she hasn't a clue why - that is, until she begins digging.
Following several murders, means, motive, and opportunity all point to out-of-work actresses Bootsie Kittredge and Babs Harrison. Their claims of righteousness and lack of guilt seem fabricated, thanks to a cheerfull announcement made to the patrons
The Reed’s faith, a mystery to some, will be tested like never before. Will it hold? Mark’s love for his wife and their intimate romance is shattered by Brandy, a barmaid.
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(((honihoni)))
Sandie Angel :o) / May Lu $*_*$
Another one of your
great writes...
I always find pleasure
in reading your words...
Thanks for the comment
on mine.. <SMILE>... :)
Hugs,
Trixie
heartful........
Jenni