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    Dark Days – (Chapter: ch14)

    Unknown Location

    Spencer stared at the mirror, saw herself in the dress Cal choose. Not exactly what she hoped for but it did cover spots better left for only Ashley. Finally she dried her hair and put it up in a pony tail, her eyes locked on the door. Cal brought her here, blind folded of course, but she knew they hadn’t gone far and that they went upstairs. Swallowing she laid her hand on the cold door knob, fear caught her as she was sure Cal would be standing right on the other side and do something not quite fun for her because she tried to run away. Gaining her courage she turned the knob and opened the door, Cal wasn’t there. Instead it was a hallway, carpeted and nice. Sort of like a house, she stepped out cautiously but quickly stopped as the floor boards creaked underneath her feet. Heart pounding, sweat pouring, heat burning in her stomach, down the stairs she went. Feet moving as slow as possible, eyes searching the rooms she passed, she knew she was in a house but where. The first floor met her faster than she realized since she was moving like a snail.

    “Hey hun, done with your shower?” Cal asked from behind, her breath caught once again and she turned to face him.

    “Cal…” She was at a loss for words, her mind reeling at what he might possible do because she snuck out of the room, “How’d you get out?” She finally asked him what she wanted the moment she saw him.

    “Out?” He asked taking a few steps toward her, wiping his hands on a dish towel.

    “Out of the mental hospital.”

    “Hunny you were the one in the hospital,” He lowered his eyes to meet hers.

    “Me…no, you.” Was all she could manage.

    “Don’t you remember,” Cal spoke running his hand down her cheek, “the car accident…the miscarriage.”

    “Car accident, miscarriage…” Spencer tried to wrap her head around what he was telling her.

    “Yes,” He walked her into the living room and sat her down on the couch than sat on the coffee table so he was staring at her, “When you were twelve your family was coming home from vacation up in the mountains when a semi plowed into the car. Everyone was killed.”

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