Baby woke up cold, bound up and tied to a tree.
She looked around as best she could.
There were trees all around her, and all she heard were crickets.
She tried to scream, but there was a gag over her mouth.
The last thing she remembered was leaving Archie’s place and going home.
And her husband… he came back a day early.
“What do you think it will be?” a voice whispered in her ear. “Starve, dehydrate, or freeze?”
It wasn’t any of those.
It was a shovel to her skull.
And he used it to bury her deep.