Midnight—all’s silent except my pounding heart, A Rose for Her Grave discarded on the nightstand; never read true crime when home alone…
Suddenly, unmistakable sound of nails screeching, slicing through my window-screen.
What the hell?!
Sassy cat sails through the breach…
Too late to be entered in the contest grid, but I couldn’t resist this one. Entries must be exactly 42 words, and must answer each week’s question. Can you guess what it is?
(Answer: What came through the window?)