dement by m. jai jenkins


“Ahhhhhhh!” Her blood curdling screech woke the entire household and maybe the local wildlife too. The middle-aged man head sunk into his chest, as his eyes closed. He didn’t want to turn and see everything she saw. Plus, the only person he’s ever seen in the house with cherry red painted toenails, was a barely legal, young lady named Marianne. Marianne was the eldest daughter of his maid.