Downstairs, I run a bath for my daughter. I kneel down to check the water.
When I rise, the old woman is standing in the doorway. She is hunched over, watching me.
“Fuck.”
And then she’s gone.
hic vigilans somniat
Downstairs, I run a bath for my daughter. I kneel down to check the water.
When I rise, the old woman is standing in the doorway. She is hunched over, watching me.
“Fuck.”
And then she’s gone.