19
“You s**t-sucking virgin! I’ll tear your eyes out and make you choke on them.”
Tamika’s threats from the cage in the basement can be heard throughout the cabin, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.
Griff has gone on about twenty runs since yesterday afternoon, sometimes with clothes on, sometimes off. It’s hard not to stare, but the truth is that I could look all I want and he wouldn’t even notice. He’s pretending like I don’t exist. The only reason he comes back and doesn’t disappear into the woods is the collar around his neck.
While I should be glad that he’s not following through on this threat to kill me, being ignored is almost worse. He probably figures I’ve got enough of an earful with the bodily harm promises that Tamika keeps making.
Tina found some noise-cancellin
