Chapter Twenty-One

Hayley laughed and felt excited. She hadn’t felt this way in a long time. With Mark out of the way, everything would go according to plan, well almost everything. It was his own stupid fault anyway. He chose to go up into the mountain and by himself. She laughed at the thought. And on Halloween night too. Seems he was not so smart after all. It’s just as well; his death made it easier for her. She was anxious for dinner. She hadn’t had a good meal in a long time and her body quivered with excitement.

She stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, watching herself comb her honey blonde hair until it shone, gently caressing cream over her cheekbones, chin, and forehead. Her light blue eyes were enhanced by mascara. Her lips, touched by rose pink lip gloss, smiled.  She knew she was gorgeous.

There was a knock at the door.

“Hayley, are you ready?” Sarah whispered.

“In a minute,” She yelled placing loop earrings in her earlobes.

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