Oh, shit. Oh, shit. I’m going to die right here. I just know I am. Now she’s yelling, too. Begging him to stop. I’m trying to get up. This isn�...t my fault, goddamn it. I tried… His boot swings up into my guts. At least he’s not using the bat. Whatever air I had left is gone and I’m back on my side. I fold up, unable to think or make a noise, and out of my periphery I see a fist come sailing in. It connects with my cheekbone, my head bounces off the concrete. I don’t even realize immediately, but. Louise just ignored him and Mrs. Peterson had to go out for a good part of the day but was back in the office by 3:30. At 4:30 Tom got up from his desk and said goodbye to Mrs. Peterson and the girls. He left the office and drove straight home. When he got home he parked his car in the driveway. He saw Mrs. Whitford sitting on her porch as usual but thankfully the rest of the street was empty. He quickly walked into his house. As he glanced up at Mrs. Whitford's porch he saw that she was. More

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