Mary was never one to get right back at people. She loved the planning and the plotting of subtle revenge. Always in the shadows, always in the dark, and always unknown. She wanted to be sneaky, she didn't want Rob, or Amanda, to know right away. She wanted them to feel her wrath, to know that they couldn't catch her and that she'd have her way with them.
Licking out the last bit of ice cream, Mary squealed in dismay and tossed the empty carton aside. Mary wiped ice cream off her muzzle before choosing the...