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of a reply of her own.
    “I was happy before all of this…” She sobbed, looking down at
her huge bump. “My husband was killed, by your husband no less, and
his brother, also a murderer, has put a baby inside me I don’t even
want.”
    “Listen,” Raylene said, comfortingly, placing the monitor on
top of the television. “I never knew your husband, but I did know
Alberto. Not the messed up Alberto we all saw towards the end; the
kind, gentle man he was before. Al would have done anything for me.
You know, I never told anybody this, but he told me he loved me,
and please, promise not to tell anybody… but I loved him too. I was
already with Vincent at the time and things were complicated. Early
on in my marriage, me and Al had an affair. It only lasted a few
weeks then I called it off. It’s easy to say this looking back but
I regret that decision to this day. For the life of me I can’t even
remember why I stayed with Vincent. Al would have given me a
family. That’s all I ever wanted, a family of my own. So let me
tell you, if that little bump is anything like the man I used to
know, you have been blessed.”
    Stacey sighed and held her face in her hands. She despised
everything about her situation, but she had always considered
giving birth to be a wonderful thing. Her mixed emotions toyed with
her every day and every night, keeping her awake, as she struggled
to come to terms with what she had become.
    “You should get some rest,” Raylene advised. “Those bags under
your eyes aren’t flattering at all.”
    Just as she had motioned for the door, Vincent walked in
looking extremely troubled. Breathing hard, his face burned bright
red, and his hands trembled with the rush of adrenaline coursing
through his veins. Holding a pistol in one hand and a monitor in
the other, it quickly became obvious why he was so
upset.
    “You had an affair?”
    “Vincent… I just…”
    “You just what?” He yelled, grabbing her straightened red hair
and pulling her towards his face, holding the monitor in front of
her eyes. “Did you have an affair?”
    “It was a long time ago, baby… it…”
    “Oh, how stupid of me. It was a long time ago, so I must be
over-reacting.”
    “That’s not what I meant, baby… calm down, you’re hurting
me.”
    “I know, baby, I know. It’s not nice being hurt by the ones
you love, is it? I heard your moving speech about Alberto… well let
me tell you some other things about him… Let’s see… where to begin…
Oh yeah, the fact that he was a rapist and a murderer. He stalked
girls at night, coming out of clubs, finishing work, even the
homeless ones sleeping rough in the street. He kidnapped girls and
sold them to pimps, and they were the lucky ones, and make no
mistake, I’m looking at you when I say this sweet-heart. How do you
think you came to work for Bubba? Huh? Magic? It was Alberto’s
doing. As for the unlucky ones… they were raped, and then
strangled, and then as if that wasn’t enough, he had sex with them
again… I know; it’s disgusting, right? My own brother had sex with
dead bodies… It makes me sick. I don’t know why I tried to help
him. I made it worse…”
    “Honey, please don’t blame yourself,” Raylene said, her
comment met with a fierce backhand across the face.
    “You don’t tell me what to do, or what to feel ever again. Do
you hear me? You two are sluts. Look at you… with your swollen
belly… newsflash sweet-heart, your husband died eight months ago,
and here you are, sat in my home, eight months pregnant with a
lunatic child inside you. If that isn’t the behaviour of a whore, I
don’t know what is… And you… My own wife… I’m lost for
words.”
    He took his pistol and struck Raylene powerfully on the side
of her head, knocking her unconscious, before turning to Stacey and
doing the same.
     
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    When Stacey came around, she noticed it was dark. As her eyes
adjusted to her new surroundings she realised that Raylene