this morning #1898.

this morning, she threw open the windows on the back of the cottage & let the sea breeze rush in. breathed deep. when she picked this location for her end-of-summer vacation, it was largely due to its proximity to the coast. couldn’t believe her luck. what she didn’t know was that it sat just four houses down from the most disturbing residence on the street. no one knew. not yet, at least. she’d only find out weeks later, when she was back home scrolling past headlines on her phone & the words “coastal killer caught” caught her attention. turns out, while she was sipping frozen cocktails & getting a tan out on the porch, just down the road a man was holding a now-deceased couple hostage in his basement.