XD heaps of people have told me they want to know who's at the door, its so funny. THE SUSPENSE MUST BE KILLING YOU!
Truth be told its not a great surprise.
Ive finished chapter 7 so I'm trying to race through these tiny paragraph chapters to get to something longer.
RICKS GIRL
Her eyes were large with shock at the sight of me. Big blue jewels framed with thick mascara-dressed eyelashes. Blond hair pulled back into a neat bun on the top of her head. Claudette hadn't changed.
"Don't look so surprised to see me." I told her. "I'm here for what's mine."
I took my arm down from its resting place against the door frame, fixed my posture and allowed myself into the home of Little-Miss-Perfect. Marge followed like a Jack Russell desperate for adventure. The hall we walked into was decorated with rich paintings and floral vases, and all I could think was how quickly I had to free Corrie from this prison.
"Corrie!" I called out.
Claudette hurried after me.
"Please Rick, leave." she begged me. But I kept searching.
"Where is she?" I asked. I was starting to feel nauseous being in this House and Garden after home.
"Rick, she's staying here with me, OK?"
"Where is she?!" I yelled. How stupid is this woman?
Claudette sighed, then pointed to a white door further down the hall. Marge ran ahead of me, toward the door. Claudette held me back. I turned to face her.
"Please, I'm begging you," she pleaded. "She's been through enough."
"What do you think I'm going to do?" I asked her in a tone that told her she had no right to say what she did.
We stared at each other for quite a while, until Marge said something that made my heart sink and my blood curdle.
