Hannah’s Dinner

“Hannah,” Cassie called. “Time to stop playing now, dinner is ready!”

She was legendary at hide and seek, Cassie often thought she could vanish into thin air.

“Hannah!” Cassie yelled into the master bedroom.

A giggle replied, her shoes just visible.

“Got you!” Cassie cried, grabbing her feet, pulling her bloody stumps out from under the bed.

Dinner got cold.

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