Chapter Fifty-FourSea Scope: Present day
“Is that how you lost your doll?” I asked, hoping the question would slow Wendy down and give us more time to plan an escape. When she didn't answer, I said, “My friend, Carolyn found Dottie under a log when she, Russell, and I were out by the lighthouse recently. I have her in the glove box of my car. I can give her to you if you'd like.” Maybe, if I spoke kindly to her, she'd reconsider killing us.
A boom of thunder signaled another wave of rain. My mother and I jumped back as it assaulted us, but Wendy stood there taking the onslaught. “What do I want with a doll now? Your father took my childhood away from me. He ruined my marriage. When I finally found a man who understood my fears, he took him away, too.”
“Glen had an accident, Wendy. It wa
