Status: very active. this one is my special baby.
Skinny Little Scammers
gotta secret, can you keep it?
Arabella didn’t say a word. Two men stood before her. Blonde, young, scared. Arabella starred until he looked away. Streaks of grey, slight sagging, determined. He starred right back. Bile rose in the back of her throat. Remind you of Daddy Dearest? Arabella bit back a growl.
“May we come in?”
Arabella stood to the side of the door. The officers stepped through the gates of Hell. Youngster shivered. Elder pretended he could see through the darkness. Snap. Lights. Youngster jumped. Arabella walked to the couch. She didn’t sit.
“Why are you wet?”
She regarded Youngster with obvious distain. Amalia pulled more hair over her face.
“I slipped.”
“Why is she wet?”
“Because I’m wet.”
Elder flipped open a notebook. Arabella caught the movement. Her eyes darted to him. She didn't like him. She didn’t like either of them. Click. He unearthed a pen tip. Arabella sucked in a breath. Amalia began to shake and quake. Gotta secret, can you keep it?
“Do you mind answering a few questions for us, Miss?”
Smile.
“Not at all, Officer.”
“May we come in?”
Arabella stood to the side of the door. The officers stepped through the gates of Hell. Youngster shivered. Elder pretended he could see through the darkness. Snap. Lights. Youngster jumped. Arabella walked to the couch. She didn’t sit.
“Why are you wet?”
She regarded Youngster with obvious distain. Amalia pulled more hair over her face.
“I slipped.”
“Why is she wet?”
“Because I’m wet.”
Elder flipped open a notebook. Arabella caught the movement. Her eyes darted to him. She didn't like him. She didn’t like either of them. Click. He unearthed a pen tip. Arabella sucked in a breath. Amalia began to shake and quake. Gotta secret, can you keep it?
“Do you mind answering a few questions for us, Miss?”
Smile.
“Not at all, Officer.”