The Lost Girl

“Why on earth would you put something like that up for everyone to see?”

I had shrugged, continuing my housework. But the words returned to me, each one chiming with a chilling new significance. I bolted upright, the shackles of sleep falling quickly away. My eyes drifted from the doll to my uncle, and back.  Suddenly realising I was almost completely in the dark, I leapt to my feet and made for the light switch.

Uncle Sidney stirred in his chair.



The light went back off.


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