LAURA DIEGO“You should leave Dar, it’s dangerous here,” I needled, tucking the sharp silver of my father’s old butcher knife behind me as the woman watched me with something akin to horror on her face.“Laura,” Darlene squeaked breathlessly, but I only stared back, quietly, watching her shake her head and stumble back to the forest, then quietly following at first.I wondered what it was that she saw now, Darlene when she looked at me. Things could not go back to the way they had been, not anymore.“I'm not like you Dar,” I whispered inwardly, watching from the tree lines as my best friend peeled out of the loamy lot, speeding from view with enough force that she left a trail of smoke behind, the red of her car appearing blue in the sepia darkness.Had it been wise to let her go? I thought so, there was no one in the basement, besides the blood and the skin tarps I had pinned to the wall. That would have been hard to explain. I would see this as a favor, for old times' sake.”Fucking
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