Cold, dim light assaulted Chris' eyes. But it wasn't that which woke her. A voice was shouting, "Momma, Mommy! Come here! -"
Confusion paralyzed her no more as she leaped from the bed and sprinted down the hall. She flung open the door. Regan, standing in her nightgown, in the middle of her room, her face shocked and bewildered, said, "Someone moved all my furniture around, Mommy! It's all in different places!"
"What happened?" Chris asked Karl who was pushing a pink and white bureau to it's proper place, halfway across the room.
"Someone is funny." He replied dully.
"It must have been someone in this house." Chris said to Regan.
"I didn't move it." Regan said in a small voice.
There was not the slightest doubt in Chris' mind who had done it. Karl or Willie would never do such a thing. Sharon didn't sleep in the house.
It was Regan herself.
Oh, Christ, why would she do this? To get my attention?
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6 comments:
wow, I'm speechless -it's incredible!
You can change the dialogues if you want!
It's so much better!!
Geez it's almost 5 a.m. How can the time pass so fast?? You must be busy too, so moi is going to sleep :(( And probably have nightmares about furniture being moved around LOL!!
Thanks again and again!!
'Night!
Night :)
Hey! I'm on for a while.
I'm going to remove the , "but wait-" Do you mind? :)
You're right. It just didn't fit. I like Oh, Christ. It gives more feeling than just Why?.
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