Novels by Nicole B

Stacy flopped down at the kitchen table for a snack. She slowly ate her cookies willing time to go faster so she could leave for The Mackenzie’s house. Stacy was so nervous and hoped that the the kiddos liked her. Stacy’s biggest concern was that she would do something wrong and not be asked to babysit again. Stacy was lost in thought when her mother walked in the door carrying groceries. Stacy jumped up from her seat at the table, “Mom let me help”. Stacy scooped a bag out of her mothers arms and walked back to the kitchen to unload them. “Thank you dear” Sylvia smiled. “Would you like to help with dinner”? Stacy exhaled slowly “mom I am babysitting tonight remember”? Sylvia did remember but was still hoping for a way to talk her daughter out of it. “Stacy I really wish you would reconsider”. “Now I’m not going back on my word” Sylvia rushed before Stacy could interrupt her. “ I’m just worried about the unsolved murders”. You are my only daughter

Stacy school Monday happier than she has ever been. She talked non stop to Sandra about her first job that evening. Sandra teased Stacy about what kind of car she wanted. Stacy had her heart set on a Toyota 4 Runner or mom car and Sandra called it. Sandra’s eyes lit up “Stacy! Think of all the cute boys we can ride around with when you get your car”. Stacy’s face turned bright red and she shyly ducked her head. Sandra exclaimed “I know what that look means she giggled. You are thinking about Josh again aren’t you”? Josh Benson was a football player and way out of Stacy’s league. Everyone in school had a crush on him and he knew it. Josh was tall and blonde with serious big blue eyes that any girl could get lost in. Even though Josh was popular, he was nice to everyone and always talked to Stacy and Sandra when they saw him. He wasn’t stuck on himself like some of the other boys were. Stacy chided’ “ Sandra stop! You know I could never have a chance

Trigger warning ahead The 4 year old boy sat in the floor crying because his mommy wasn’t coming home. Daddy told him mommy went away and was never coming back. The little boy didn’t understand why mommy would leave as he was too young to understand his mom had been murdered. Daddy was mean now and would yell at the little boy all the time. The little boy missed his mommy and wanted her to come home. She loved him and Daddy didn’t. Daddy would not give hugs like mommy did. Daddy didn’t give him good food like Mommy did. Daddy just gave him pieces of bread with nothing on them all the time. The little boy would cry because he was hungry and his stomach hurt a lot. When he cried Daddy would get madder and would stick him in his room and lock the door. The little boy learned not to cry so much. He would bite the inside of his cheek to keep from crying out loud so daddy wouldn’t leave him in his room. The little boy learned that when he was locked in his room he didn’t even get bread.

Stacy woke up late on Saturday since it wasn’t a school day and went down stairs in time for lunch. Sylvia had made chicken salad and homemade croissants. Stacy’s stomach rumbled with hunger as she piled her plate full and happily ate her lunch. Marc asked Stacy if she had any plans and Stacy filled him in on visiting the families her friend Kim had told her about. Sylvia looked at her daughter worriedly, Stacy I don’t know if babysitting is such a good idea. You heard what happened over in Huntersville. Stacy shrugged indifferently, Mom come on do you really believe all that happened? Sylvia nodded with a serious look on her face. Marc spoke up and told Sylvia not to worry Morgansville was safe and Stacy would be fine. Stacy looked at her dad gratefully, Mom I will be fine. Nothing is gonna happen while I’m babysitting. Besides I may not even get the job so you could be worrying for nothing. Sylvia forced a smile but her gut was telling her not to let Stacy babysit. Stacy finish

Stacy’s 15th birthday was an exciting day for the young girl. She was going to ask her parents about getting a job to start saving for a car. When she came home from school her parents and kid brother were all waiting for her. They had planned a nice dinner with all of Stacy’s favorite foods. Sylvia had been cooking all day and had even made Stacy her favorite red velvet cake for her birthday. Sylvia and Marc had bought Stacy a new phone for her birthday and we’re excited to celebrate with their daughter. Stacy walked in from school and yelled happily I’m home. Sylvia ran out to greet her daughter with a big hug and a happy birthday. Stacy exclaimed aww mom the house looks great! Did you do all this for me? Marc walked in then, hey kiddo. I helped. Stacy loved her parents very much and they always went out of their way to make her feel special. Stacy could smell the food and ran into the kitchen excitedly looking at all the wonderful dishes prepared for her birthday. She turned aro

Cole was running late to see Saha at the Ramsey house and was driving fast to get there. He had phoned Sasha to let her know he was on his way but she didn’t pick up. That wasn’t unusual though when she was babysitting as she could be busy with Cleo or cleaning up. Cole finally arrived about 20 minutes late and approached the door. He didn’t want to wake Cleo up by ringing the doorbell so instead he reached up above the door and took the spare key that was hidden and let himself in. He has done this many times in the past so it wasn’t a big deal he thought. He never expected to walk himself into trouble. Cole walked into the living room but didn’t see Sasha anywhere. He softly called her name and tiptoed to Cleo’s room to see if Sasha was there. Cole saw Cleo fast asleep and turned around to head back and look for Sasha. It wasn’t like her not to have greeted him already. Cole was starting to worry when he saw the light on in the kitchen. Sasha must be in there and didn’t hear me h