Tiffany lay in her bed late one morning on her day off at her parents' house, thinking. That’s all she could do, so it seemed, since Vicki’s death. Vicki haunted her brain night and day and probably always would, though she had no guilt or remorse for what she’d done. She believed she’d had no choice and that turning Vicki in would only fail to succeed in getting her punished for long, if at any length of time at all, and that it would only prompt Vicki into killing her and others.
She remembered speaking with the two detectives that night. She had told them that Vicki had begun swallowing pills while she was in the bathroom, unbeknownst to her. Then, when she’d returned, that was when Vicki made her confession and told her she had taken enough pills to kill herself. She said Vicki spoke of retaliating for getting her in trouble at the jail after she explained to the detectives that they had met there.
“Where’d she get so many pills?” Detective Chase had asked her.
“Her parents owned a pharmaceutical company. I’m thinking she might’ve gotten them there.”
Tiffany gave her tearful statement with them promising to “keep in touch,” yet much to Tiffany’s relief, she never did hear from the detectives again.
Meanwhile, life had gone on. She took over the daycare along with Regina’s cousin while continuing to live at home. She doubted she’d be moving out anytime soon.
Just then, the ringing of the doorbell jarred her back to the present. She glanced at the clock by her bed. It was rather early for the mail and they weren’t expecting any packages at the moment, so who could it be? she wondered.
She rose out of bed, trudged down the hall and headed for the front door. She pulled the door open to find no one there. She glanced towards the right and then to the left. Still, she saw no one. No signs of life at all. Not even sound or movement from any cars. She took a few steps outside and again checked her surroundings. She let out a sigh, and after a moment, decided it was just kids playing pranks, despite the odd time it was, then turned to head back inside.
That was when she saw it. It was lying just under the bottom corner of the door. Tiffany blinked, trying to tell herself she must be dreaming, but when she opened her eyes, the turquoise bracelet was still there.
Tiffany clenched her fists and let out a long, loud howl that echoed throughout the neighborhood before she slumped to the ground in shock and panic.
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