CHAPTER ONE: DEATH WISH
After a potential last look at the house that her and her family had resided in for a week, Teresa Hunter bustled off down the road, heading to the centre of the village, preparing to do the weekly shop. She smiled as she spotted her two eldest children moseying along the road with a local boy, 'Simon', who Dinah had informed her about with a slight blush hinting her sallow cheeks.
Heading to the entrance of the supermarket, Mrs Hunter waved cheerily as the three children noticed her. They waved back, then headed off towards the village hall, the three of them chattering animatedly. Well, that's what it looked like to Mrs Hunter, and she did not dwell on the fact that she had misinterpreted the children's actions, before sweeping into the supermarket.
Picking up a basket, Mrs Hunter sighed. Her heart was thumping against her ribcage and she knew the reason why. Her youngest child had not been with the others as he was at home. Alone.
Not that Mrs Hunter minded, Harvey was nearly twelve, he could handle himself. Yet what worried her and caused her heart to slam painfully against her chest, was that Harvey had been left at home by himself with an objective. An objective which he had begged and pleaded for on his knees, whining in an incessant tone that had resulted in her lapsing in defeat within seconds.
So, for the past three days, she had been fraying her nerves away over thinking about her decision to allow Harvey to….redecorate. Though Mrs Hunter knew that if she voiced her regret, then she would receive one major temper tantrum, an act she wanted to avoid entirely.
Mrs Hunter soon became wrapped up in a discussion with Doctor Gill, all thoughts of Harvey being dismissed from her mind.
Meanwhile, at the Hunter house….