BabySitting

Oh, to hell with it. This bastard had taken Shawn so let him take the hit. She spun the bat. Oh, my God, no it was Shawn. What the hell was she thinking? Awakening from the suddenly realisation of what she had done, she looked to the floor. Their on the ground lay the battered corpse of Shawn. Dedica dropped to the floor in horror. How could she kill a child? Or maybe he was still alive. What had she been thinking? She reached across to that bruised body and was delighted to feel a heartbeat. He was still alive, thank God. And then she heard a crash. It was coming from downstairs. Damn, that was the window, someone was trying to break in. She grapped Shawn and ran into the kids room. She was happy now that she had that baseball bat. She jammed the baseball bat against the door. At least they were safe now. Oh no, they were coming up the stairs. Celica awoke Mary. 'Don't be scared', she said reassuring the child, 'we'll be okay, there's nothing to be afraid of'. And then silent. No, there were voices. She couldn't make them out, but there was more than one. The doorknob turned almost silently. Good, the baseball bat was keeping them out. Then, silence. God, they must have left. No, now they were belting against the door. They were very strong. But the baseball bat held up. And then it broke. Dedica felt the end was now. She wasn't so much agrieved about the loss of her own life, that was a waste, but those of two innocent kids.

Why now. Why, had their time come? 'Dedica, are you okay, what happened?'. What was Mr. GrimShaw doing standing there? Surely, he wasn't a killer? Or was he? 'Keep away from me', Dedica sputtered. 'I know your type, idealistic family man, turns killer?'. 'God, what's wrong with you Dedica, are you gone mad?. It was Mrs GrimShaw. Was she a killer too? Were they both in this together? 'We were banging on the door for ages. The back door was locked. We thought something was wrong. The phones are dead and your mobile isn't switched on so Mr. GrimShaw had to break the kitchen window to get in. Are you okay?'