Laurie Strode Novels & Stories

And after her, NK strode in calmly with an unreadable expression on her face. “Laurieeeeeee!” Jody sang, rushing to Laurel who ran into her arms happily. “I’ve missed you so much!” Jody shrieked, scooping her up while intentionally ignoring me. She dropped a white cellophane bag on the couch so she could carry Laurie properly, and I ran to check it, hoping it would contain popcorn, or ice-cream, or waffles or mint-Choco ice-cream flavor, my favorite flavor ever.