Chapter 239

After a busy day at work, Edie had to practically drag her butt to punch her timecard. Her feet hurt. She wasn't used to standing or getting up and down for eight hours at a time. She envisioned a hot, bubbly soak in the tub, with Tom, of course, and then a leisurely evening at home. Tom's couch was very comfortable. They snuggled together as they watched his large-screen TV.

She sauntered to her car, too tired to hurry. She'd unlocked the door and lifted a leg to step in when suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and slammed her into the back door. Someone grabbed her shoulder and whipped her around to face her attacker, Shirley, who held a weapon behind her head, ready to swing.

Edie screamed, "Stop, stop! What are you doing?"

Shirley gripped the front of Edie's shirt and held tight. Edie would have to rip her top off to get out of her hold. Edie tried punching her in the face, but her arms were too short.

"I said I was going to make you pay, slut, and I will," Shirley yel