Josh walked the deserted beach, every hair in his body standing on end. Margo was on this beach somewhere, he just knew it. He had been walking along this coastline for miles and their fates would collide in a matter of minutes.

She's a violent, calculating person, he reflected grimly. She has no conscience. What's to stop her from killing again?

"Oh no!" He cried, staring down in the sand, panicked. The trail of bloody footprints was gone! The ocean must have washed them away. He sat down cross-legged where the tide met the shore and thought about crying

He had been following Margo across America ever since she killed his hamster named Georgie.

"Oh Georgie," Josh whispered, his hands clenching into fists.

Morosely, he began to build a lonely sandcastle. It would be the most splendid magnificent sandcastle ever. He smiled tenderly as he imagined that he was building Georgie's summer palace in Heaven. A little boy ran by and kicked it over with a mean spirited laugh.

Josh stared at the chunks of wet sand and thought bitterly that this could be a metaphor for his life, and his lower lip trembled.

I never get any breaks, Josh thought, swallowing the lump in his throat.

She was supposed to be house-sitting! "You don't just water the plants when you house-sit and neglect the little animals!" Josh cried, his lower lip curling up as he remembered his need for vengeance.

Josh struggled to rein in his emotions. He felt better after he raised his arms up and screamed at the sky for awhile. Then he howled at the moon for good measure. I'll get her, he thought grimly. I'll get my revenge. For Georgie's sake!