A Bloody Homecoming

Tessa

The plush leather seats of the black Rolls Royce do nothing to ease the tight knot twisting in my stomach. Two armed mafia guards flank me in silence as the sleek, expensive vehicle idles at the curb. Through the tinted glass, the peeling paint and rotting wood of my childhood home stare back at me like an old enemy. A wave of dread hits my chest. Just looking at that sagging porch brings b