The voice I recognized sent a shiver down the spine.
"Dera?" I spoke, keeping my eyes shut in order to see well.
The woman knelt to meet my astonished eyes, jagged facial structure dawning clear. She wore a wicked grin plastered on her lips and her eyes flashed with deadly intent.
"The one and only," Dera grinned wickedly.
My eyes widened like saucers. "You can walk?"
Dera laughed outright. She shook her head and stood up straight before going somewhere to flip on the lights. Glaring at my wide eyes, she said, "Of course I can walk. What did you think? That I'm disabled? Is that why you thought you could steal Frank from me?"
"I never stole anyone from you-"
"Oh, but you did! Everything was moving along so well until you stepped in! I hate you as Lydia and hated you as Ruth!" Dera s
