Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
“Wh-who’s there?” Kayla squinted into the darkness, trying to make out the owner of the voice. Finally, she stood up from the bed of wildflowers and started walking back towards her basket of goodies. She needed to get back on to the path!
Watching the shadows as she backpedaled made it all too easy for the dangerous man to slip behind her. The air wooshed from Kayla’s lungs when she walked right back into the bulk of his chest. “Oof!” She turned to face the beast but had to look way, way up.
Red Riding Hood – A Dark Retelling
The massive man had dark hard, and even darker eyes. A thick bread with sprinkles of grey covered his big jaw, but that didn’t hide the wicked smirk pulling at his firm lips. “You shouldn’t be off the path, little girl.”
“I know, I know.” Kayla stammered. He had a dangerous glint in his eyes as he looked down at her like a predator sizing up his prey. “But I wanted to pick some flowers for my Grandmother. She lives all alone and loves wildflowers.”
“I see. What’s your name?” He pushed the red hood from Kayla’s head and looked down into her brown eyes.
“Um, my mom just calls me red.” She licked at her lips and tried to sidestep him. “What’s yours?” She only asked to be polite. Also hoping to stall him as she tiptoed toward the path.
“Mr. Wolf.” He snarled and reached out for her. However, her toes had just tapped onto the path of safety, and Kayla exhaled with relief. Grandmother’s house. “I’ll be seeing you… Red.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357