We’d started locking our doors years before most
people out in the countryside. Not long
after Maddy became a movie star, someone had come into the house through the
unlocked back door and gone through her room, made off with some of her clothes
even. Before departing they’d
masturbated onto her bed. The violation
was a first lesson in some people’s need to get ultra-near their beloved
celebrities. Dad bought a gun. I knew how to use it. I was wondering whether or not here was the
instance where I’d have to put that knowledge to use.
A tall, bald man exited the barn’s open doors. Following him was a shorter individual, a
dark-skinned woman, her hair pulled back into a short ponytail. Both in black suits with blue shirt
collars. I exhaled.
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