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Oh yes. Especially a door like this one. Thanks as always for reading and commenting. Always appreciated!

Indeed...how did that happen? And Glen is okay. He just didn't want to go back to school and face questions. Thanks as always for reading and for commenting.

“I knew you shouldn’t have gone to school today. I just knew it.” Grandie remarked, as herself and Nancy rode home in the car. “It was a dream, Grandie. It wouldn’t have mattered if I was in school or not.” Nancy replied. “And what were you dreaming about anyway? The teacher made it sound like you were hysterical.” For a moment, Nancy hesitated to answer. Did she tell the truth, and sound like she was a few cans short of a six-pack? Or, did she leave out the crazy part?

One week and a few days later, there were still more questions than there were answers regarding the Gray Case. The captain of the Springwood police force did not like that one bit, especially not after having specialized teams come in to confirm that by all intents and purposes, the story was what the story was. The results of the DNA and substance test that’d been performed on Tina were heavily anticipated to shine a bright light on things. But they had only served to confuse and disapp

Indeed. The plot doth thicken. Thanks as always for reading and for your comment. Feedback is the lifeblood.

Lieutenant Donald Thompson of the Springwood Police Department was just getting back into his patrol vehicle when, over the police radio, he heard two paramedic units announce their arrival at a residence. When he heard the address of the residence, his heart skipped two beats. The address was Lynn Gray’s. Instead of getting on the police radio to ask for more information, Donald reached for his personal phone to call Nancy. As he was pressing the button to dial her number, the screen shif

Thank you both very much for your comments and for reading. I'm always hoping I'm on the right path with this tale.

The sound of something clattering against something else roused Tina from her sleep. Not sure what the sound was, or if she’d even heard it in the first place, she listened for it to happen again. After a short while of waiting, the sound didn’t present itself. Thinking nothing more of it, Tina allowed herself to doze back off. The clattering happened again. Tina’s eyes snapped back open. She was sure that she’d heard the sound this time. She looked over at Rod to make sure that he wasn’t

Two weeks later, on Friday night, Glen, along with Nancy and Rod, were spending the night at Tina’s house for a first time ever event. A full night together in a house with no parents at all. At least no parents there physically. Tina’s mother, Lynn, would be keeping a remote eye on all of them. Initially Lynn, had felt very unsafe in her house without her husband there after their divorce. So as a result, she’d gone the full gamut with security. Cameras. Motion detectors. Sensors. Lights.

...That's a very interesting idea. Thanks as always for reading and for commenting.

Having to physically go to the very place that she’d just had a nightmare about didn’t help Nancy in forgetting the experience at all. An unshakable sense of paranoia hovered over her all throughout the church service as she hoped (and prayed), that none of the speakers, especially Pastor Kincaid, brought up the topic of sin. Nancy also found that more than once she had to stop herself from looking around at the other congregation members for any signs of smoke coming off their person.

Many thanks for your comment and for reading. I'm very glad you liked this chapter. It was a hot time!

Sunday morning meant getting up and going to Springwood Baptist Church’s 11 o’clock service for Nancy, Tina, Rod, Glen, and their families. Springwood Baptist was unique due to having three different “versions” of the same church. There was “little church” which was for all of the kids 12 and under, “middle church” which was for 13 to 17 year olds, and “big church” which was for everyone 18 and over. Each “church” taught the same lessons of the day, but broke them down in an age app

Thanks as always for the comment and for reading. And I hear you. If it were me, I know I wouldn't be going back to sleep after that. Maggots are some nasty little creatures.

Though Tina’s shower had gone normally, the dream she’d had about the shower continued to haunt her throughout the day. She remembered it when she got ready to wash her hands at the movie theater. She remembered it while she was watching the movie. She remembered it after the movie. And she even remembered it later that evening as herself, Nancy, Glen, and Rod were together in group chat doing a live stream review of the movie that they’d gone to see earlier. Gl