There’s something wrong with Mommy.
My name’s Lily. I’m 7, and I’m not afraid of anything - except Mommy.
She used to be nice. She used to be really pretty.
Her and Daddy fight a lot. And now he’s not coming home.
Mommy scares me at night. When I see her in her bathroom, she looks like a scary monster.
I think she’s hungry.
(This is a stand alone short story, and it is also a prequel to The Girl with the Moist Hair.)
WARNING: THIS TITLE CONTAINS SOME MATERIAL READERS MAY FIND DISTURBING.