"Who does he think he is?" I scoff, annoyed and bewildered at the unveiling of Rocket's true mature. I slam his gate as hard as I can and begin to head to my home, when I freeze. I look to the opposite side of the road where a car is parked. I step back, shocked and a wave of fear creeping through my back, up to my spine. The woman winds up, smirking, and speeds off, leaving me shaking in fear.

"Laurel."

*****

I rush inside the house, panicked. I rush to my sons room and heave a sigh of relief as I find him in bed, fast asleep. I...