Crystal L. Kirkham
Marjorie was the neighborhood watch – that was the joke. She stuck her nose in everyone’s business.
When Dave moved into town, she did her usual spying, but he remained a mystery. Desperate to know more, she snuck into his yard that night and peaked in through a window.
She screamed as she saw him shed his skin. Red eyes met hers and she couldn’t move. Couldn’t run as he came over and opened the window.
“Hello,” he said, showing fearsome teeth. “I’ve been expecting you.”
She sheds her skin at night now too and soon, all of the town would.