Chapter Fourteen
Addie stood at the window watching Camille, another woman,
and a young boy laughing around the swimming pool. The joy on the young man’s
face was clearly contagious as both women clapped when he jumped into the pool
and dog-paddled to the side. Popping up sputtering, he pushed off the side for
another dunk.
A sharp pain was her reward for smiling. As she touched
her lip, blood seeped onto her fingertips, a reminder of the night earlier. Not
that she could forget it. Nightmare after nightmare had kept sleep at bay all
night. She had wrestled with a masked face, his hands choking the life out of
her. Each time, just as she was about to die, she awoke, her hands still
fighting off the demon.
She hadn’t ventured outside yet. Looking like she did, she
was sure her
