Chapter 17

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  "Momma! Help! He's coming! Bloody murder!" I screech at the top of my lungs.

  Mom jolts up and begins to rub circles into my back."Shhhhh. It's okay, I'll never let him hurt you again. No one's gonna touch you." Mom coos.

  "No! He promised that he'd come get me!" I scream.

  Mom then starts singing 'Skinny Soul.'

  ***

I look at the note. Going to work. C u in a few.
     Love, Mom XXX

  After getting ready, I head down to the park. I sit on the swings. 'Habits' is playing through my ear buds.

   "Hey, baby. You miss me? My touch?" His voice whispers in my ear. I freeze. Crap.

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