Orb
Directly above her prone figure on the bed, a white ball puffed into existence. At first only a pinpoint, it quickly mushroomed in size and brilliance, sending shadows scurrying like insects from...
Alone and abandoned. Again.
Johanna Underwood lay on her back in the center of the queen-sized bed she'd shared with her husband, Guy. One hand rested in the dip her slight body had formed while the other petted the deeper hollow her husband had left behind.
Left. Although it already seemed longer, Guy had disappeared less than forty-eight hours ago. Just…