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Copyright© 2014 Sam Crescent & Jenika Snonw
ISBN: 978-1-77233-103-5
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer
Editor: Karyn White
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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual
events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
VERY BAD THINGS
Sam Crescent & Jenika Snow
Copyright © 2014
Chapter One
It was never supposed to be so hard to live life. Fiona Sterling climbed the stairs of her
rundown apartment wishing for time to fly by so that she could start to look forward to the summer.
Hugging her thick jacket around her, she tried not to think of the layers of snow she’d just walked
through. If the snow was outside, her apartment was going to be like an ice block. Heating her small
place was harder than she had imagined. Her landlord was a tight ass who refused to spend any more
money than was necessary.
Climbing the stairs she tried to do anything to keep the heat locked inside. Stopping by her
door, she dug out her keys feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders. Her life had become
nothing but mundane. There was a time when she had been surrounded by love, laughter, even joy.
Now, she was surrounded by the cold, despair, and the occasional look of pity.
One year ago her entire family had been on a plane heading for the Alps. Her mother, father,
two brothers, and a sister were going to watch their parents retake their vows. She had had to stay to
finish off her exams at college before she could head out. After booking a ticket for the following day,
Fiona wished her family well and promised to see them soon.
She never saw them again. The plane hit unexpected bad weather and was brought down by one
of the worst storms in history. No more family, no more happiness, and her life had become dead on
the inside and outside. Quitting college, she never went for her final year, and the debts from the
funeral ate up whatever inheritance she had. Living life from one day to the next had become her
future.
Pushing hair off her face, she grabbed her keys, and opened the door to her place. The
apartment was simple. She had a living space, bathroom, one bedroom, and a small kitchen area.
Most days she could get from one end of her apartment to the other in ten steps. Men could
probably do it in five, but she was a woman.
Shaking her head, she closed the door, putting on the six locks she’d purchased the moment she
rented the place. Buying a place of her own was out of the question. She was lucky she could afford
to rent.
Fiona kept her coat on as she walked to her small fridge, pulling out a can of soda and taking a
seat on the single chair in the room. She didn’t own a television or a computer. A couple of books and
a library card were all she needed to keep her occupied when she wasn’t working.

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