She opened the bottom drawer of her night stand and moved the few items of clothes that she kept on top of her toys. She had collected a variety trying to regain Tom's interest, but not one of them had made a difference. She hid them from herself, he could not care less if she left them on the table top...

This would be the third time since Linda had returned home that she had resorted to her toys... the specter of her mother was much more present in her thoughts lately... and as much as she despised that monster, her nasty side craved the attention she had forced on...