Cursed Be the Child
“She’d been waiting only about 45 minutes, but she could not have been more tense had she been a Death Row prisoner hoping for the governor’s last moment stay of execution.
Thank God, everything was much less bad than it could have been.
“Cuts and bad bruises, but no broken bones. The one knuckle, well, once they were able to stop the bleeding, it was okay,” Laura Morgan reported from Lawn Crest Hospital, six miles away. “Of course, they can’t be certain there won’t be nerve damage…”
With the wet weather that morning, Laura had driven to church instead of walking as she usually did, so her Toyota had been at the Barringers’ house for the unexpected trip to the hospital.
The hospital. Lord!
It all came back to Vicki, just as it had been coming back over and over ever since Laura and her sobbing child had sped off.
That shriek! The entire house shook. A howl of shock and pain that scarcely seemed human, while at the same time it could have come only from a child.
“Dorothy!”
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