The Pact A Master PC TaleChapter 8 At home With The McKinnons
Stormie McKinnon pulled the curtains taut across the sill. Again. She made sure there was no stray ray of sunlight peeking through the dense fabric, then reached over and flicked on a small table light. The bedroom was not fully illuminated, but she still saw. Next to the full-length mirror, Stormie pulled a bench from one of her long-unused dressers. She sat delicately on one end of the wide bench, the end nearest to the mirror. Stormie delicately opened the top of the robe, mindful that...