She looked out the window at what she had done and wished for death.
Cold sweat poured from her forehead. Her breath came in short puffs as she struggled not to make a sound, as she crouched beneath the kitchen window. She was trapped, tired and terrified, unable to think of a plan of action.
Her knees shook as the car headlights shone bigger on the opposite wall.She prayed that he wouldn't notice what she had done. The car door opened and slammed shut a moment later. She closed her eyes. Oh please, oh please, oh please don't let him notice.
