#310 It Starts With You!
I want to thank for getting this story started for me.
Did Matilda somehow orchestrate this? She was not a woman of significance so no one guessed she was behind it all. The party was going so well. We all were dancing and singing and drinking, unaware of our fates.
But all that was about to change when the lights went out. The music stopped. Wine glasses shattered hitting the floor.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are sorry for the inconvenience. It’s time for a different kind of party to begin. My kind of party.”
A spotlight came on. The first person it landed on disappeared. Then moved on to the next…
