Sunday's Serving - Lilith's Return

 

As she ticked off things on her list, putting St. Christopher medals in a hard-shell case next to crystals and voodoo gris-gris bags, Lena walked into the room.  Alex couldn’t help the renewed surge of relief that her daughter looked like her old self.  Thank God she’d suffered no residual effects from Lilith’s possession.

That bitch better stay away from my kid.  I will fuck her up ninety ways to Sunday if she dares to harm one hair on her head. 

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