Gpysy RoseMisFortune
The air was heavy with the sweet smell of promised rain, it had been weeks since Cedar Ridge had had a good thunderstorm. Roslynn lay tossing and turning in her tiny, twin bed; she couldn’t get comfortable. Her mind was plagued, but she didn’t understand why. She’d gotten her promotion at work (Roslynn was now an intern in the mayor’s office) and her personal life was chugging along. Thomas (the mysterious dark haired man at club “Rogue”) had called her several times over the last few weeks and she was enjoying their friendly banter immensely.
Why am I so restless, Roslynn thought to herself, my life is stable for the first time and I am happy. I shouldn’t have any nagging feelings, but there is something wrong…
Behind a hydrangea bush, a set of ice cold eyes watched Roslynn’s front door with unnerving concentration. The time had come to make his move, the house was quiet and he knew the owner was sound asleep by this time of night (he had her schedule ingrained in his mind). Soundlessly, he crept to the front door…
