Forty two

As they got near the house, they all heard the screaming coming from inside. It was two voices, and one of them was frantic. “That’s my sister in law, Cheryl,” Deanna said as they got to the yard. She was ready with the handle of the pistol in her hand. Somehow she wished that this whole thing would have gone away for a minute, and she could feel something, but she knew she was numb.

“What the hell is going on? Who is that? Why do you have blood on your sneakers?” Cheryl was screaming at David, and Deanna could see them both pacing around something in the front room, but it was just their shadows.

“Ma’am, I don’t think you should continue.” On