A strange voice in our bedroom
A strange voice in our bedroom I remember that warm afternoon at L.A.I could get off work early so I thought I could hurry home and surprise Anita going a night out. It had been a good day although it was so warm, so I was in a good mood. I pulled into the driveway and barely noticed the strange car parked alongside Ana’ car. It was just a friend of her I guessed, so I paid it no further attention and headed inside, opening the door slowly.I gently set my keys down and made my way through the...