Inside Out Mrs Andersen Novels & Stories

It was a monster. As he closed in, Brie felt her body almost fall weak with relief as she heard the lock sliding and the door swung open. They rushed in and slammed the door behind them, locking it once again. Adam pushed his back against the door. They could hear Mr Anderson clawing his nails into the weak wood, scraping the surface yet no noises of pain were made. He was so dehumanized Brie doubted he had a single thought left. She glanced at Melissa, feeling a rage build up. "Melissa, that wa dangerous."

Ajax said as Charles led them to the inner room. "So, these are the brown suit guys." Melinda giggled as she saw the other members of the department all in brown. She looked to her left and saw a door to a room of barrels of wine. Definitely wine. "Hello Melinda." One of the ladies said. "You've met her?" Ajax cocked a brow.

Kelly Bradley pulled into the parking lot of her condo complex and shut off her car. Grabbing three bags of groceries from the trunk, she headed for the stairs but went right at the top instead of toward her own condo on the left. She raised her fist and pounded. Hard. “Mr. Anders! Mr. Anders!” Kelly called loudly through the door. “It’s Kelly. From next door.” Kelly stopped and waited. And waited. She knew it would take Mr. Anders a little while to work his way to the door. His car was in the parking lot and he wasn’t much of a walker, so chances were, he was home.

And moreover, it seemed Deacon was just as lovely on the inside as he was on the outside. “One pump my ass,” I heard Mrs. Winsbanger say before she slammed her door.