Wish I'd started the fiction writing part earlier than 2005. Then I'd have more than a bunch of rough draft novels and screenplays, and a couple of unfinished short stories. But I'm working on it.
There is a mysterious stranger at the home of Janet's parents. I know that its the same mysterious man that Fred talked to on the phone, but nobody else does. Janet's parents seem to be hiding something. And why are their cars in the driveway and not the garage?
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