# Chapter 42: The Spider, the Stalker, and the Ghost Who Would Not Leave
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 42 of "Forget You Saw Her free digital audiobook". And wow, this chapter is a quiet storm—part ghost story, part surveillance thriller, part desperate act of love from the other side of death.
Andrea knows the truth now. She knows it in the way Sabina lies to Nadia about the time of the meeting with “Amy Sue.” That small, deliberate lie is enough to send a chill through Andrea. Sabina is going alone. She tells herself Joel will be there, maybe on speakerphone, but Andrea cannot shake the dread. When she sees the address on Sabina’s map—right by the cemetery, not far from the underpass where Isabel died—something clicks. This place matters. Maybe this mysterious “Amy Sue” saw something all those years ago, something that could link Dennis Beaumont to Isabel’s death and set the dominoes falling. That is the best-case scenario. But even the best-case scenario does not make it safe for Sabina to go out there by herself.
Andrea had been sure Nadia would come along. If “Amy Sue” is Dennis, Sabina is in danger. Dennis has been skulking in the background, watching her every move from a distance. It was no accident that he happened to be behind her in the neighborhood while she drove past his house. He is keeping tabs. He is measuring how hot or cold she is getting. And that question terrifies Andrea most of all: what will he do when Sabina gets too close? Cornered animals bite. Andrea is desperate to talk to Isabel again, but she forces herself to wait. Isabel is doing something important too. Andrea needs to give her space.
Sabina crumples the wrapper of her sandwich and glances at the clock for the umpteenth time: 9:31 p.m. Inside Andrea, the pressure valve is hovering near red. She wants to spill her jumbled emotions, but she holds back. She does not want to waste her ghostly energy. Not tonight. Tonight is important. Andrea just knows it.
Then an idea surfaces. If Dennis is Amy Sue, maybe Andrea can find out and warn Sabina. If Dennis is not Amy Sue, then Andrea can distract him before he realizes what Sabina is up to. Either way, she needs to pay a visit to Dennis. She remembers the map Sabina loaded on her laptop earlier. Yes, she can find her way there alone if she has to. Her mind made up, she checks the car’s dashboard clock one more time—9:34 p.m.—and squeezes her body through the tiny crack in the passenger window. She watches in fascination as her arms and legs drip through it, bit by bit, like water.
Andrea runs the half mile from the fast-food drive-thru back to Dennis and Bunny’s house, moving faster than she ever knew she could. She slides through the crack in the screen door and stands in front of the banged-up microwave in their dingy kitchen just in time to watch the clock change from 9:34 to 9:35. She already knew she was inhumanly fast. She did not know she was that fast.
From the living room comes Bunny’s voice, a rusty-hinge whine: “Just leave it alone, Dennis.” Dennis shoots back, “Why the hell should I? She won’t damn well leave us alone.” A fist hits the wall. Andrea bristles. She has a hundred memories baked into her subconscious that sound exactly the same. Bunny and Dennis may have liked each other once. In old family photos, they looked happy enough. But Andrea never saw them hug or hold hands or say “I love you.” She never saw them kiss. Sometimes she wondered if that was because of Dennis’s nighttime visits to her bedroom. Meeting Isabel and learning about her experience with him confirmed what Andrea already knew: Dennis was a pedophile.
Andrea walks into the living room, her disgust boiling hot at the surface. Bunny sits on the couch, cringing away from Dennis, wringing her hands on the knees of her ratty pink robe. Dennis stands above her, rubbing a reddened fist. The wall behind the couch has a telltale, fist-shaped indentation where the drywall and paint cracked in little spiderwebs. There are plenty more like it throughout the house.
“Don’t you tell me what to do,” Dennis snaps. “You’re the one who let that bitch in our house in the first place. Probably gave her the idea that we had something to do with Andrea running away. If you’d used your goddamn brain…” They eye each other in wary silence. Andrea gets the feeling this argument has been going on since Dennis saw Sabina drive past their house.
“Just let it be,” Bunny mutters after a long silence. “I’m sorry I let her inside. I shouldn’t have done that.” To Andrea’s surprise, tears spring to Bunny’s eyes and her lower lip trembles. “I’m sorry, Denny. I don’t wanna fight.” Dennis grunts and waves her off, pulling his phone from his pocket to check the screen. Andrea tenses, ready to distract him—and then reins back the wave of emotion as hard as she can. He has already seen Sabina’s car drive by. If he sees she is just getting a bite to eat, that is good. A five-minute-old notification in a blue bubble appears on his lockscreen: “BITCH is on the move.” Beneath it, another: “BITCH IS AT 2781 E. 37 S., DEL POLLO SABROSO.” He rolls his eyes and shoves the phone back in his pocket.
Bunny heaves herself to her feet and edges around him with careful steps, like he might lunge at her. She shuffles toward the stairs. At the landing, she stops and turns to face Dennis. “That lady’s barking up the wrong tree giving us all this hassle, but you know what?” Her lower lip trembles again. “She’s doing a hell of a lot to try to find Andrea.” Dennis does not answer. Bunny stares at him for a moment longer. Then, in a voice so quiet Andrea barely hears it, she adds, “What if she didn’t run away after all, Denny?” For reasons Andrea cannot explain, hearing that makes her want to cry.
For the next twenty minutes, Andrea watches Dennis like a hawk. Every time he reaches for his phone, she finds a way to distract him. It works. The time is now 9:55 p.m., which means Sabina will be arriving at the apartments any second. And Dennis has no idea. Even better, Dennis does not seem to have any intention of leaving the house tonight. With each passing minute, Andrea feels more confident that he is not Amy Sue. But she is terrified for Sabina all the same. Who is this person she is meeting? What are they about to tell her? All Andrea knows is that the man who murdered her and Isabel is standing right in front of her. And right now, the best thing she can do to protect Sabina is keep him so occupied he will not check that phone screen and see where she has gone.
When Dennis finishes his argument with Bunny, he stalks outside to the shed. The second he reaches for his phone, Andrea manages to burn out the single bulb hanging overhead. When he hauls out a ladder to change it—without turning off the light switch—Andrea somehow sends a pulse of electricity through the element that shocks him so badly he swears out loud, then goes pinwheeling backward. The ceiling in the shed is low, and he is only two rungs up, but he still lands hard on his tailbone with a satisfying crunch and a howl that brings Bunny rushing over. She stands in the doorway squinting into the darkness, looking him up and down, eyes flicking to the ladder in annoyance. Andrea studies the faint crow’s feet and marionette lines of Bunny’s face and wonders for the first time how much younger she is than Dennis. As a kid, they had both just looked standard-parent old. Now, compared to Dennis’s weathered, liver-spotted head and saggy neck, Bunny might be significantly younger. Andrea still hates her. Bunny never lifted a finger to keep Dennis away from her while she was alive, and Andrea is convinced Bunny knew what he was. But after what Bunny said in the living room—hoping Sabina finds Andrea—Andrea is finally convinced Bunny had no idea Dennis murdered her. Maybe he hurt Bunny too.
When Bunny realizes Dennis is not seriously injured, she heaves a sigh and walks away without helping him up. Dennis swears some more and struggles to his feet. When he has finished successfully changing the “damn lightbulb,” he reaches for his phone again. Andrea manages to send a teetering saw blade hanging above the workbench clattering down in his direction, scattering tools and nails. “Goddammit,” he curses, eyes wide as he studies the saw blade that landed mere inches from his arm. “What the fuck is going on?”
A tiny shadow scurries a few inches from his hand as he picks up a fallen wrench and hangs it on one of the hooks lining the wall. When Andrea leans closer, she sees a large brown spider with long, delicate legs hunched in a defensive position inside one of the dusty work gloves on the counter. Andrea leans as close as she can to the greasy, hair-clotted entrance to Dennis’s ear. It is about a million times more revolting than the spider, but she presses her lips so close that she is practically cozied up beside his eardrum. Then she whispers, “I should put on gloves, so I don’t get splinters while I clean up this mess.”
For a few seconds, Dennis does not seem to react. He grabs a rusty screwdriver, examines it, then hangs it beside a few others. Then he grabs the nearest glove, wriggles his meaty hand inside—and roars. He yanks the glove back off, and his eyes nearly bug out when he sees the enormous brown spider scuttle down his arm to the workbench. Andrea watches with satisfaction as his hand swells around a painful-looking bump. He spends the next half hour hefting the bench back and forth, trying to locate the spider. When he gives up and kicks the workbench, sending the screwdriver clattering behind it out of reach, he puts a hand into his pocket to grab his phone. This time, it is harder to harness the emotion in time. Andrea manages to make the spider reappear at his feet just in time to make him set the phone down—and grab a wrench.
“Shit,” Andrea whispers, staring at the notification on the lockscreen of his phone. “BITCH is at 4900 S., 80 E.” The little blue bubble announces it like a death sentence.
## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
This chapter is a masterclass in tension. Andrea is dead, yet she is the most alive presence on the page—furious, protective, and heartbreakingly powerless in every way except the small, strange powers she can wield. The scenes with Dennis and Bunny are deeply unsettling, especially Bunny’s quiet question: “What if she didn’t run away after all, Denny?” That line hit me harder than any jump scare. The spider sequence is darkly funny and terrifying at once, and the ending notification lands like a knife. I loved how the chapter balances Andrea’s supernatural interventions with raw human ugliness. It is not just a ghost story. It is a story about who gets believed, who gets protected, and who gets buried twice.
⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
## Next Chapter Prediction
Sabina is now at 4900 S., 80 E., and Dennis has just seen the notification. That means the clock is ticking. I predict the next chapter will finally reveal who “Amy Sue” really is—maybe a witness, maybe someone connected to Isabel’s death, maybe someone far more dangerous than Sabina expects. Dennis may finally leave the house, forcing Andrea to choose between staying to haunt him or racing to Sabina’s side. The address near the cemetery and underpass suggests a confrontation with the past, and I think Sabina is about to learn something that changes everything. The question is whether Andrea can reach her in time to keep her alive.
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