Rick and Emile braces for what came next, terror in their eyes, as Olivia spun a 180 and hefted the camera up into position for a group selfie.
Rick and Emile tried to scream “No!” In near unison, but the camera went off and a momentary shift in reality occurred.
Ophelia rubbed her eyes and set the camera down. Feeling the weight of her unborn twin daughters in her abdomen, she sat down next to the pool and reflected on what it would mean to be a 17 year old unwed mother. She couldn’t rest long, though. She had to finish cleaning this house so she could move on to the next. She needed money to live and as bad as the scent of the cleaning chemicals were for the babies, the money was okay.
She looked at the weird camera a final time before leaving the house to continue her work day. After all, it belonged to the owner and she wasn’t a thief.
That evening, the owner of the home returned, funding the camera. It was...