The Darkest Corners
“Her white, Victorian-style dress was spattered with blood. Her eyes, ringed clumsily with eye shadow, peered out through a curtain of lank hair. A smear of red lipstick bled across her mouth, from one pale cheek to another.
And there, clutched in her hands, was a cracked and dirty porcelain doll, its one remaining eye fixed on me, as if watching for my reaction.
I’d thought the day could not get any worse. But the day had just proved me wrong.
Caddie had once been Billy’s imaginary friend. She’d turned up at my school one day with her doll, Raggy Maggie, and had immediately made my life a living Hell. But I’d eventually beaten her. To the best of my knowledge, she was one of the few fiends I’d fought who was dead. Properly dead. And yet, here she was.
‘Raggy Maggie’s very cross,’ she said, derailing my train of thought. ‘You sent us back to the bad place. We told you not to send us back to the bad place, but you didn’t listen.’ She raised the doll to her ear and bobbed its head up and down.
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