Queeneth held on to the steering wheel, tightened her belt then zoomed off. Her focus was channeled to the rearview mirror, she couldn't let go of the feeling that someone was following her. Nothing obvious,no black van or shady figure. But something felt… off.
The drive home felt longer than usual.
Rejoice sat quietly in the backseat, humming one of the songs from her class recital. It was her innocence that made Queeneth’s heart ache the most. She was too young to be part of this madness. Too young to have her life shadowed by secrets she couldn’t even understand.
When they finally reached the house, Queeneth unlocked the gate, got Rejoice settled inside, and did what she always did when she felt unsafe.
She checked every door, every window. Bolted them twice.
After making dinner an
