The CurseChapter 11
Mick Johnson thought the World was a beautiful place. He sat in his chair on the deck, puffing peacefully on a cigarette and feeling the silky touch of the sea breeze on his chest. Michelle and Anna had taken Emily over to see the Dodger and the peace they left behind in their place was almost scary. He heard a car come up the drive and sighed to himself. Putting out his cigarette, he wondered why they were back so early. However the figure that rounded the corner of the house was way too...