MILDRED

CLASSIC TRICK

Enid was mad.

I could see it. I could sense it.

It was there in the sound of his feet, it was heavy in his tone and it blazed in his eyes.

There was no way I was ever going to get trapped in the middle of such fury. There was no way I was ever going to make it out in one piece.

Even though it meant pining away in this closet, I was never going to leave it. I was scared. I was frozen to the spot by fear.

He pounded the door beaconing I opened up but I was scared stiff in the closet...