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convinced herself it would have given her a reason to go on? In her mind, she probably thought a baby would spare her life. I mean, who could possibly take a woman’s life who was with child? Me, that’s who. I didn’t come this far to fail and end up in prison. And if I spared Rachel, that would be the inevitable outcome for I’d be leaving the only witness...alive to tell her tale. I am the victim here, no matter what happens to her, or her little bastard baby.
She never looked up, so I grabbed the stick to read the results myself. Positive. The bitch was telling the truth. My heart was skipping beats and I began to sweat profusely. I couldn’t get enough air into my lungs. I ran outside and began to vomit over the porch. It was another anxiety attack. They were getting much worse. I concentrated on my breathing to avoid losing control.
Suddenly, the breeze began to pick up around me and brown fallen leaves were swirling everywhere. I could feel my lungs breathing in the dirt particles swept into the air from the gravel driveway. This was Karina. Sitting on the edge of the porch, I waited for her to appear inside this vortex of pebbles and leaves. My mind began recalling the words of the letter I’d “sent” to her for I was certain this was the reason for her visit. Although the letter didn’t contain an explanation of the latest development, I was sure she knew.
“Karina! Karina! I know you are here. Please show yourself, my love,” I shouted into the air. Forming quickly before me, there appeared a white silhouette. But this time, a small profile accompanied her. She brought Katie! My whole body filled with emotions I cannot describe. I was sobbing uncontrollably while I heaved and gasped for air. My skin
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The Houseguest by Linda Ellis www.LindaEllis.life