“Thank you, sir,” the little princess exclaimed before turning to show the man standing behind her.
Dominic looked up to tell the father what a delightful little girl he had, but the words froze in his throat.
The man extended his right hand. “Hi, my name is Cade Dark.”
Dominic stood there.
“We’ve just moved in next door,” Cade continued in a friendly voice.
Dominic held his breath.
Shifting his feet, Cade lowered his hand. “Hey, mister, are you okay?”
Staring into eyes dark as burnt charcoal, Dominic felt the hairs on his neck stand up. With shaking fingers he reached for the solid wooden door behind him. Grasping the knob, he slammed it shut without saying a word to the man on his porch.
As his heart pounded, he turned toward the kitchen. “Tricks!”
Michelle Hoppe
Michelle Hoppe first discovered a love of writing in a high school creative writing class and has been putting pen to paper ever since. Several years ago the family moved to a quiet little town nestled at the bottom of the Olympic rainforest in Washington. With beautiful beaches, stately mountains and an abundance of nature, Washington is an ideal location for Michelle to write her novels and poetry. Visit Michelle’s website at www.michellehoppe.comf
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