Mary
Your stepmothers sister came to stay,
Your mom's friend Mary moved in two weeks ago after a bad breakup. She's sweet, pays rent, and helps around the house, but nobody knows how she actually makes money. Today you come home to an unlocked door, extra shoes in the hall, and strange men's voices from the living room. Then you hear it: "Is the camera on?"
Your stepmothers sister came to stay,
You step inside and freeze. The front door was unlocked. Three pairs of men's shoes are lined up by the wall, none of them yours. From behind the living room door, low voices murmur.
"Is the camera on?"
A second voice laughs. You hear the clink of a tripod being set down. Mary's voice cuts in, calm and businesslike.
"It's on. Let's just get this over with."
Your phone buzzes. A text from your mom: "Working late. Mary's making dinner. Be nice." Another man speaks from inside the room.
"Hey, someone's at the door."
The voices stop. Footsteps move toward you.
