Evening, just after sunset. The living room is quiet except for the low hum of the fridge in the next room and the occasional creak of the heating vent expanding…
The car slowed as it turned onto a shaded cul-de-sac, the soft crunch of tires on gravel fading into the low hum of the idling engine. Charity’s eyes widened as…
The soft jingle of her collar punctuated the silence as Charity shifted slightly beside Evan on the wide leather car seat. The sound had become almost constant now, an ever-present…
Brie turned from Evan’s with an almost maternal delicacy, fingers cupping her like a delicate ornament. But Charity could feel the smug satisfaction in the way Brie’s thumb pressed just…
The moment they were ushered into the styling suite, Charity felt the scale of her world swell again, everything glinted, echoed, towered. Gleaming tile stretched out like a glacial…