"The house is beautiful honey," Abby exclaims as they pull into the driveway.
It was an older two-story farm house sitting on the outskirts of town. Its antique white
paint and black shudders gave it an old southern appearance. The tall oak trees and the
stunning flower beds added to the gorgeous picturesque.
"Wait until you see the inside." Smiling, Greg turns off the van.
"Oh look Lilly, a swing set, and a sandbox."
"I wanna see, I wanna see," the three-year-old exclaims. Throwing the van door open, the
preschooler rushes across the large back yard.
"Stay where we can see you," Abby replies, climbing out of the car.
"I will, mommy," the child yells, racing towards the swings.
"I can't believe you got this so cheap." Stepping into the kitchen, Abby starts looking
around.
"So you like it?"
"I love it, Greg. "
"I was told the cabinets are specially ordered."
"They're gorgeous," she says, running her hand across the dark wood. Seeing a smaller
door off of the kitchen, she excitedly runs through it.
"The pantry is huge, and look at the beautiful china cabinet," she exclaims.
"One room is almost the size of our entire apartment," she continues, admiring the
beautiful furniture. Looking to her left she notices a set of built-in shelves with bull's eye
on either side. Across from it sat a similar, smaller shelf.
"That'll be perfect for my antiques," she says, walking into the front room.
"What antiques?"
"The ones I plan to collect while we're here," she laughs.
"The front room is huge and look at that beautiful view." She pulls the lacy curtains back
to get a better look.
"Wait until you see the bedrooms."
"How many are there?"
"There are three upstairs and one downstairs, but these two rooms can easily be made into
bedrooms if you don't want to travel up and down the stairs," he says, points to the two
adjoining rooms. Looking around he sees his wife has completely disappeared.
"Where did you go?"
"Up here," she yells from the top of the stairs. Greg starts to follow her when he hears his
daughter's high-pitched screams coming from outside. Darting out the back door, he sees
Lilly standing at the garage door screaming at the top of her lungs. Her little body
trembled as she stood frozen in the entryway.
"What's wrong honey?" he asks, bending down next to her.
"I saw him, daddy, I saw him," she yells, pointing towards the garage.
"Who did you see, honey?"
"I saw an ugly old man hanging from the ceiling," she cries turning towards her father. He
scoops the terrified child into his arms.
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Deadly Secrets
Mystery / ThrillerWanting to escape the city life, Greg moved his wife and two kids to a small southern town in the foothills of the Ozarks. Berryville started out as a friendly community, everything Greg and Abby hoped it to be. The southern hospitality turned vio...