He stood in the shadows just beyond the brightly-lit
Emergency Room entrance. She was here. A series of quickly inhaled breaths
brought a feeling of euphoria. He caught his lower lip between his teeth and
savored visions of what was to come.
He felt the softness of her skin and of his fists
pummeling her body. Susan would be with Mommy and he would be free. There would
be no one to scold him for doing the things that made him feel so powerful and
so strong.
He slapped his jacket pocket and growled. No hard piece
of metal pressed against his hip. Susan was here. What had he done? He had
planned this event so carefully but somehow, he had forgotten a vital piece of
the plan. He pulled off his gloves and shoved his hands into his pockets.
What would he do now? He rocked from his heels to his
toes. It had to be tonight. He couldn't wait.
The glow of anticipation faded. He struggled to renew the
fire.
Susan was like Mommy. Until he closed her eyes, he
couldn't act. Before he had a chance to make those people pay for what they had
done to Mommy she had to die. He knew she would tell on him.
"I'll never leave you. They'll have to kill me
first."
"Mommy, don't leave me."
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