The knife in question was left inside Juliet’s body, a disgusting act of violation. We know now that the knife was a gift given to Lennox from her father. We also know that the DNA left of the knife belongs to the fucker who did this. The question I keep going back to is, why he would switch to a knife, especially one that belonged to Lennox?
Take the time to catch up: ---> Hunted: Prologue WARNING: EXPLICIT LANGUAGE One. Officer Finn Holland: I inhale a sharp intake of breath. It is negative thirty degrees outside but I only know this because my watch says so. The cold is briery and the snow is deep, nearly thigh high. Unfortunately, the blizzard hasn’t … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter One
I made it to the bathroom but not in time to lock myself inside. So I leaped in the bathtub and tried hiding lamely behind the curtain. He jumped in after me and slammed me to the shower wall tickling my ribs. His face was all red and gooey. I looked up and noticed that the shower head was the detachable kind with a hose. Thinking quickly I reached to grab it with one hand and blasting the cold water with the other. He was soaking wet and the bathtub floor was now red. Archer made a weird grunt noise and grabbed for the hose which only made us wetter. I ducked under his arms, out of the tub, and ran toward the living room laughing. He caught up with me and tackled me on the couch.
Ophelia was alone when the police arrived, alone when they questioned her, and alone when the zipped her dad up in that black body bag. I told her I knew the feeling of seeing a parent like that but I couldn’t imagine doing it alone or at such a young age. At least I had Suzanna with me. Her mother was on a flight and her grandparents were vacationing. When Leo finally came home from his friends house, Ophelia ran into his arms and they cried together for hours. The police were able to get a hold of their mother and she said she was on her way home. I was completely shocked that the police didn’t wait for her to arrive and left the kids to fend for themselves for a couple hours. It sounded completely awful and I couldn’t believe she faced that kind of trauma.
Awe, the wonderful world of what should and should not be in our personal care items. The never ending debate of what is and is not safe/good/effective for our skin. Everywhere you turn there is a new blog, article, video, or what have you, regarding the latest in safety standards. In all honestly, it gets … Continue reading The Mineral Oil Debate
Well sad to say I'm still not majorly impressed with Atlanta, this trip was far better then the first time I went but I don't see myself going back there again. Traffic was insane! It took us an hour to go five miles! But, I'm sure that has to do with it being such a … Continue reading Atlanta Georgia We Went
I've only been to Atlanta Georgia once. I was 20 and fresh off the farm. Ok so not really but I was a naïve college sophomore from Montana. I was flying down to St. Croix where I was planning on spending the summer. I went down the summer before so in my mind I was … Continue reading Atlanta Bound
As most of you know, I do not spend very much time on Facebook. In fact if you tried to reach out to me via Facebook I am more then likely not going to respond to you because I won't have the time or energy to be on Facebook that long. I am not a … Continue reading Music That Makes You Think
The year I turned 13 was an extremely weird time for me. I was in the 6th grade and I was trying desperately to be the "cool" kid. I joined the volleyball team, participated in all the school spirit events, had sleepovers, and went on my first date. I wore the short skirts and flirted … Continue reading My Halloween Horror Story (The Day My Boob Fell on the Floor)
I had more fun today then I have had in a long time. Probably since our vacation to the Bahamas to honest. As much as I love spending time with my husband I like having time to myself too and today I was able to do just that. I woke up around ten and stayed … Continue reading Happiness at the Coastal Carolina Fair