Chapter 2 - Driving Away Into The Cold Thanksgiving Evening Night
The heavy wooden front door slammed shut behind us, cutting off the sound of Rachel’s hysterical cries and David’s shouting voice.
I strapped Emma securely into her booster seat in the back of my sedan, wiping away her remaining tears with a gentle tissue.
“We’re safe now, sweetheart. Mommy’s right here,” I whispered, kissing her forehead as she clutched her grandmother’s doll tightly against her chest.
I climbed into the driver’s seat, locked all the doors, and pulled my phone out to see multiple missed calls flashing on the screen.
David’s name scrolled across the display alongside frantic text messages demanding that we turn around and apologize to his sister.
I tossed the phone onto the passenger seat without a second thought, shifting the gear into drive and pulling away from the cursed driveway.
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Behind us, the warm lights of the holiday mansion faded into the cold autumn fog, marking the permanent end of our old life.
Emma looked out the window at the passing highway lights, a small sigh of relief escaping her trembling lips as the distance grew.
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