“Hello?” I called out.
But a piercing scream ran through the house before I could say anything else.
Lexie’s scream. I knew it instantly.
Panic grabbed a hold of me, propelling me inside without a second thought.
after rushing through the house, I found myself in the kitchen where Katie stood, looming with a broom above my daughter.
“Lexie?” I asked, unsure of what I was seeing. “What in the world is going on?!”
My initial reaction was to lash out at Katie, accusing her of harming my child — the scene had been right there before me. My daughter was on the floor, looking like she had been flung there, and her stepmother standing above her, holding a broom.
But just as the words formed on my lips, my gaze shifted to a sudden scurry of tiny feet in the corner of the room.
“It’s a rat!” Katie exclaimed, her eyes focused on the bin. “Lexie, jump up!”
Lexie sprung from the floor onto a chair.
“Mom!” Lexie shouted. “Hit it!”
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