It was over, and Cally knew it. She'd barely slept the past two days, Nicky clutched tightly in her arms. She no longer felt safe, she no longer felt like she'd escaped ( Read more... )

Cally Tyrol was having a pretty okay day. Since she worked during the week, it was always nice to have a day home with Nicky. The house was big, and felt a little empty on a weekend like this ( Read more... )

With people coming back to town for Homecoming, Cally wondered if anyone was going to stop by.

She sat on her porch with her Nicky playing on the floor of the porch not far off. She kept a careful eye on him between reading portions of a terrible romance novel.

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This fine morning, Cally hung a very important sign on the house door.

No Fish AllowedShe'd seen one of those flying monstrosities and they could stay the hell away from her and her little boy. She'd leave the heroics to the people who weren't responsible for a one-year-old ( Read more... )

Cally stood out in front of the house, breathing in the fresh air. Nicky was amazingly napping this early, so she had the baby monitor receiver in one hand, just in case he started crying ( Read more... )