It was a long walk back to the cemetery. Emily fumed for the first mile or so as she plotted his screaming demise over and over, each plan more evil than the last. She actually laughed out loud, a horrible sound, when her mind decided to pitch him in front of a moving train.

Ultimate payback.

But she was alone by then and the energy and hate she'd received from her girls was running dry. Emily started to be afraid. And to doubt herself. What did she have on him, ...