— That Evening —

I drove down the now familiar road as I kept my eyes open for the hidden path that led to Palmer’s. My high heeled shoe pressed down on the pedal, pushing my car forward. I still couldn't believe I was wearing the outfit that was forced upon me. I only wore it because for some reason I believed the card when it said she wouldn’t let me in the house. On top of it, though, I had my usual jacket and like before I was still armed just in case. The dress made it impossible to hide anything. My hair was clipped back simply, keeping it...