Broken Night
“Ssssh, don't say anything, but yes, the other thing. Will you come to see me again?”
“Of course. Whenever you would like.”
“Thank you, Byron. I mean it,” and then she hung up.
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Norma saw herself swinging the wooden rod, following through with her entire body weight, slamming it into the prowler's head and running to the nearest neighbor's house to call the police.
But then she saw who was at the door.
It was Janice Rosse, dressed (as always) in her orange prison jumpsuit, her hair pulled into a simple (but neat) ponytail. The only difference from the way she appeared to Norma everyday was the girl being covered in blood.
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