Unliving Love

by Jason A Grimm

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  Tracy walked into the room and shined the light around. The room was full of furniture. There was a twin sized bed that came out horizontally from the wall to her left. It sat about 4 feet in front of her. There were bedside tables on either side of the head of the bed. To her immediate right stood a tall wooden wardrobe not entirely unlike the one in the other room. As she panned her light there was an old wooden rocker that sat in the far corner and off to the right of that sat what looked like an old basinet.

  She began to walk around the bed panning her light back and forth looking for any sign of Jen. “Hello?” She was now standing next to the rocker; she reached out and began to rock the chair back and forth.

  “I warned you.” A soft voice whispered from behind her.

  She spun around mouth agape. She couldn’t talk at first, not due to fear it was more of surprise. “I know.” She whispered back.