The Bench: The Words on the Wall

She parked the car in the driveway and headed inside, not once wondering where she got a key to the house from. He saw the boarded up window and back door, the glass was still on the floor...and the red spray paint on the walls, as if someone had just waved it around to wreck the place before writing the same words, over and over again on the wall. Sandra became filled with rage at that. "Mr. Stevens?" A voice said from behind him.