The Stuff of Nightmares – Excerpt No. 5

“Momma,” Julia whispered.

A lone tear rolled down her cold cheek was especially jarring. She rubbed the tear from her cheek, in awe it was there. Julia had cried before, but this was too much to process, and had yet to take in what happened.

“Madison…” Julia said.

How was she expected to cope? Her mother was home. The wounds she saw that were anomalistic, but controlled and precise were telling. The timing was too convenient to be coincidental. This was deliberate

Close-up of an eye with tears. Source
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Dark Hearts is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth. The image is sourced from Pixabay.


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