A childhood survivor of extreme abuse and neglect herself, Rinda had always felt herself outside of the realm of shock when it came to the abysmal conditions in which some people chose to raise their children.
However nothing could have prepared her for what she saw the moment she stepped into the tunnel the Clabbers had carved out beneath the cement slab of their basement.
And no one knew that better than Mrs. Clabber- who lay in wait outside the tunnel’s entrance. Tire iron in hand. Ready to protect her family’s dirty secrets.
This is my response to Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt.