It was a beautiful spring morning as we were turning onto our street. My baby girls in the backseat and my gorgeous wife in the passenger seat, going on about the bed and breakfast we stayed at the night before.
"Daddy." Willow called from the backseat.
"Yes sweetie?" I asked, looking in the rearview mirror at her.
"I have to go potty!" Aspen yelled.
"DADDY ASPEN HAS TO POTTY!!!" Willow screamed.
"We're almost ho-" Suddenly something crashed into us. I hear my girls screaming, my wife unconscious already and then nothing. Blackness.
When I woke up Aspen and my wife were gone. Forever. I will never see them again. And it's all her fault. Willow.
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RandomWillow Matthews was a loner, outcast by her peers for reasons unknown. Her father blamed her for the death of her mother and sister. When she met Jerome she thought he was the one. But when he disappeared along with her uncle, she felt there was not...
