Thomas looked through the peephole of the sliding door as the girl came to the door looking for the boy he killed. He watched as she looked at the peephole trying to look in. She was not that attractive. She was more nosy than any of the other people that came into their house. He watched as Uncle Monty looked at her.
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"Where is he?" the girl asked looking for the boy.
"I don't know", Monty answered. "But he's not in my house."
Thomas looked out the window as she left the house and walked back toward the mill. He stepped out of the basement hallway and walked to the living room where Carrie was helping Mindy sit up.
"Hey Tommy", Mindy smiled.
She held her hands up.
"I want to get up and walk", she said. "It'll help the labor go faster."
Thomas looked at her worried and unsure. Was it really going to be safe for Mindy and the baby? She smiled as she tilted her head at him.
"I'll be okay", she said. "I'm just going to sit on the porch with Uncle Monty. He'll take care of me."
She looked down at her round belly and gently caressed it.
"If you want to make a new mask, you should get started. We need something for the baby to see and know it's you."
Thomas nodded and took her hands. Carrie grabbed the back of his shirt as they pulled Mindy off the couch to her feet. Mindy picked up a book from one of the shelves and walked out to the hallway toward the front door.
"Mommy, can I go downstairs with Daddy?" Carrie asked.
Mindy looked at Thomas wondering if it was alright with him.
"You can, as long as you stay out of Daddy's way", she answered.
Carrie turned to Thomas and grabbed his bloody apron.
"Daddy, can I help you make a mask?" she asked.
Thomas looked at Mindy wanting her approval. She opened her mouth to speak but instead moaned and she wrapped her arms around her round belly.
Thomas wrapped his arms around her as she buried her face in his shoulder. He heard a muffled moan as she went through another contraction. Thomas ran his hand up and down her back trying to comfort her. Carrie hugged Mindy's legs.
"Mommy, I don't like seeing you hurt", she said.
Mindy smiled through the pain and wiped the tears from her eyes as she looked at her daughter.
"I know, honey", she said. "You go downstairs with Daddy. I'll be fine."
Carrie let go of her legs and walked toward the basement. Thomas stayed and looked at Mindy. She smiled and gently pressed a kiss to his lips.
"I'll be alright, honey", she said. "It'll be worth it in the end."
Thomas nodded as he held her close. He opened the door for her.
"Uncle Monty will get you if we need anything."
Thomas nodded and kissed her forehead. He turned to open the sliding door for Carrie who hopped down the stairs. She didn't mind the leaky pipes. She loved the basement. The boy Thomas killed was laying on the table.
"Can I help, Daddy?" Carrie asked.
Thomas nodded as he pointed to the spools of thread sitting on one of the tables. He picked up one of the scissors he had as he went to work. Carrie watched as he started slicing the face off the boy.
"What are you going to do now?" she asked.
Thomas grabbed the boy's body and carried it to the tub he kept in the basement. He hung him with metal hooks and chains above the tub.
"Daddy, look!" Carrie said pointing to something in the tub.
He looked and saw a small black box. He picked it up and opened it, finding a ring with a tear-cut diamond.
"It's pretty. You can give that to Mommy and make her feel better", Carrie smiled looking at it.