Momma hadnāt been gone from the world for twenty-four hours before the first letter showed up. Blue paper, folded into an origami heart, left where the writer knew Iād find it. Dealing with my grief, I was able to put it out of my mind until the next one came, then the next. Each one more disturbing than the last. Until I woke up to find one beside me. Heād watched me sleep.
Only desperation could drive me to ask the man who had fertilized my mommaās egg for help. I preferred to forget him and his existence, just like he had us⦠me. But with Momma gone, I had no one, and I needed a safe place to escapeāout of this town and away from the stranger who was stalking me.
To say I was shocked that my father turned down my request for help would be a lie. Iād expected as much. Heād left me with no choice but to threaten to expose his sins to the God-fearing people of Mississippi who placed him in office. The nineteen-year-old daughter of a stripper heād knocked up and deserted would know a lot about his transgressions.
However, the two men he sent to get me werenāt what Iād been expecting, but I didnāt really have much of a choice. It was trust the devil I knew or stay and live in fear of the one I didnāt.
Than
Waking up hung over and naked on the sofa of a friendās house wasnāt out of character for me. Being woken up and told I was being ordered to babysit the Governorās accidental offspring was another. It wasnāt fair that Iād been handed this task. Why me? I didnāt want to watch some stripperās daughter who had decided to blackmail the governor. Why didnāt we have the philandering bastard hand over hush money, and then we could put enough fear in her that she kept her mouth shut?
When I didnāt believe it could get any worse, the stripperās daughter opened the cheap ass motel room door she had been staying in and knocked the wind out of my chest.
Momma hadnāt been gone from the world for twenty-four hours before the first letter showed up. Blue paper, folded into an origami heart, left where the writer knew Iād find it. Dealing with my grief, I was able to put it out of my mind until the next one came, then the next. Each one more disturbing than the last. Until I woke up to find one beside me. Heād watched me sleep.
Only desperation could drive me to ask the man who had fertilized my mommaās egg for help. I preferred to forget him and his existence, just like he had us⦠me. But with Momma gone, I had no one, and I needed a safe place to escapeāout of this town and away from the stranger who was stalking me.
To say I was shocked that my father turned down my request for help would be a lie. Iād expected as much. Heād left me with no choice but to threaten to expose his sins to the God-fearing people of Mississippi who placed him in office. The nineteen-year-old daughter of a stripper heād knocked up and deserted would know a lot about his transgressions.
However, the two men he sent to get me werenāt what Iād been expecting, but I didnāt really have much of a choice. It was trust the devil I knew or stay and live in fear of the one I didnāt.
Than
Waking up hung over and naked on the sofa of a friendās house wasnāt out of character for me. Being woken up and told I was being ordered to babysit the Governorās accidental offspring was another. It wasnāt fair that Iād been handed this task. Why me? I didnāt want to watch some stripperās daughter who had decided to blackmail the governor. Why didnāt we have the philandering bastard hand over hush money, and then we could put enough fear in her that she kept her mouth shut?
When I didnāt believe it could get any worse, the stripperās daughter opened the cheap ass motel room door she had been staying in and knocked the wind out of my chest.