Laced with malaise, Marilyn stood as she waited for her knock to be answered.

" Erica are you asleep?" She called out and knocked again but the little Childs voice was no where to be Heard.

" Baby?" She called out and knocked even harder. It was seven A M and she had returned home much earlier to meet the little child watching cartoon. It came as shocker to her that she wasn't responding to her calls.

" Erica!" She called out and this time around landed several jabs at the wooden door causing several bangs that was heard across the streets. It worked, there was some minimal movement on...