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"Did that just happen or am I seeing things?"

               ( Gentle hums & the soft tapping of her feet against                     the bedroom floor as she doodles absentmindedly.                     Abstract lines & shapes are sketched on the notebook. )

Jill had been curled up, watching a movie that they'd seen over a thousand times. Normally, she would have zoned out or would have laughed along with Kirby about how ridiculous it was. Now? Now, she watched and paid close attention to the kills. She mentally measured on a scale of how likely it was to happen, how difficult it would be for her to do herself.

❝ Kirby, isn't it? The one my husband     a l m o s t pulled over the other day. ❞

{ Both corners of bubblegum lipstick painted   lips not so discretely curl up to permit the   smuggest of smiles to appear on her visage. }