“You just never know, do you?”
“Excuse me?”
Marian nodded towards the house they were standing in front of and
repeated herself. “You just never know, do you?”
“I guess not.”
Marian and Gail were there with other women from the book club to help
clean out the house of their recently deceased friend.
“She always seemed so quiet. So normal.”
Yes, quiet little Delores had fooled them all, with her shy smile and
ingratiating demeanor- attending book club, going to church, volunteering at
the library to read stories to the children.
But now they knew.
You just never know.
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