Rachel sat erect with her back against the headboard, legs drawn up against her chest. She stared at her bedroom door, ears alert to every sound. Each time a dog barked or the house creaked the hair on her arms stood up. He was out there. He knew she was alone.
She reached under the pillow beside her and ran her fingers along the handle of the knife she had taken to bed. A baseball bat was propped against her night stand. If he came for her tonight she wasn’t going without a fight. The police said they would patrol her street and keep an extra eye on the house.
She should try to sleep. The alarm was set and the police were patrolling. If he wanted her dead he’d have killed her tonight. He was scaring her. Tears ran down her cheeks. Loneliness enveloped her. Her bedroom was silent except for her breathing. She slid down under her blankets. Her eyes were heavy. It was two-thirty in the morning. She only had to last four hours. Then this night would be over.
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Tiffany is a writer, speaker and writing career coach. She is a frequent contributor to print and online publications in addition to her regular marketing blog at www.WritingCareerCoach.com
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