Kacie

He wasn’t home yet. My heart fluttered with a fear that took root in my chest and controlled my actions. This seemed like a really really bad idea, but my curiosity was stronger than worry. I needed to know. I needed to see.

I pushed Clara’s door open and peered in. Her living room was empty and dark, but there was a light that was streaming in from somewhere else, somewhere I’d have to walk to.

A woman cried out, “Yes! Harder! Oh Goddess, yes!”

Dread settled in me as I followed ...