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Now, she stares at me like a tiny rabbit caught in a trap, squealing to be freed. She escaped me once, and I let her. I won’t allow it a second time.
His wicked grin widens. “Come on, little ghost. Let’s go stuff that pretty little mouth.” Said mouth drops, and he grabs my hand, pulling me after him as he laughs. What a dick. He’s lucky it’s a really fucking nice one.
“Oh, and don't let him talk ya out of using condoms. Raising kids is so 1950s. Here, if he's anything like his father, then these should work.” I laugh when she snatches the size small condoms from the shelf and chucks them into my cart without a backward glance, then bids me farewell.
“I'll make sure to buy him a magnifying glass then,” Molly says, one corner of her lips curled upward. “For the splinters or his penis?”
“I will chase away all your nightmares until they grow wary of returning. They will fear me, my little ghost. But you never will.”
“I will claim every part of you, Molly. And that includes the pieces of you those fuckers tried to take from me.”
“If you're asking Him to save you, then I will nail Him onto that fucking cross again. You will be my ruin, but only I will be your savior.”
“So, the little ghost finally materializes. Welcome to the rest of your life, baby.”