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The engine’s rumbling was too loud. I’ve driven this car—it’s got nothing on my Dad’s newer Merc.

Which is why I guess he wasn’t going to take any chances.

His car is parked less than a yard away.

And he left it on idle too.

Invisible poison gas fills the entire garage. When I opened the window, I’m sure even more billowed into the car.

That’s it, Jo.

Dad’s called it, and wouldn’t you know it, he’s got a royal flush.

What’ve you got, Jo?

Nothing.

Chapter Sixty

Candy

“Do you like that, baby girl? Do you like it when I make you feel good?”

I don’t.

I never did.

Fuck Wayne Bale.

Fuck this sick, twisted world.

I’m not in the study anymore. He’s moved me to the master bedroom. I still can’t believe I didn’t recognize every nook and cranny inside this place when I came up here yesterday. I’ve spent enough time in here that I should have this entire room committed to memory.

But I guess I can’t control what I remember any more than I can control whether I’m in here in the first place.

The deer trapped in that painting has more freedom than I’ll ever have. Than I ever did.

My body clenches. Wayne groans as I climax. Seconds later, I’m dimly aware of him covering me with his disgusting seed again.

All over my skin.

All over my soul.

I’d puke if I had any muscle control. But I don’t. I’m still his puppet. A placid little plaything. Nothing more than a sock for him to come into when he feels the need for release.

“I think it’s time we went all the way, don’t you?”

His mouth is by my ear, but he’s nothing but a blur. It’s always that way when he moves.

That’s why I stare at the deer. She’s the only real thing right now.

What’s creeping up on her?

A wolf?

Or something worse? Something dressed in camouflage. Something she cannot outrun…especially if the hunter is a good shot.

Sensation is slowly starting to wring its way back into me. This time, my mother’s not lying beside me, turned onto her side so she can’t bear witness to the atrocities playing out beside her.

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