Hell’s Child

Mom stood at the bottom of the stairs in the narrow hallway. The darkness was cut by the yellow light cascading onto her from the room beyond. The kids had been put to bed after a long, stressful day and Mom was glad that the house was finally quiet. The hallway upstairs matched the dark of the hallway downstairs and not a sound could be heard.

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