Alpha Male

Not once had she ever forgotten that man.

When she was trembling, curled up and hiding like a little lamb inside the grandfather clock her mother had pushed her into,

“Here you are, my baby.”

His face, leaning in with a chilling smile.

“Stay well hidden.”

She hadn’t forgotten his back as he turned away, pretending not to see her, as if granting mercy.

Because her mother had returned dead.