Disclaimer: I don't own Secret Window

Blair was diving down the highway, her eyes were glossed with tears, she stubbornly wouldn't let fall. Her boyfriend, I mean ex boyfriend was cheating on her. She caught him with his slut, when he thought she was at work writing. She had moved in with him a week before she caught him, so she quickly packed while he tried to explain and his slut sat there on the couch and watched with a smile. She left and drove away, even though she didn't know where she was going, but she had to get a way. Blair soon after arrives at Tashmore Lake. She found a small clearing near the water and parked her car. She got out of the car and looked out into the water. Then something hit her leg. She looked down and saw a piece of paper. She bent down and picked it up. It said Secret Window by Mort Rainy.

" I wonder what this is doing here?" Blair pocketed the paper not wanting to destroy the beautiful land, and then looked back at the water.

Mort's POV

I walked down the dirt road, to the place where I talked to Shooter about the story Secret Window. I don't know why, but it's easier to think here. When I got there I saw a women probably in her late 20's looking out at the ocean. She had long dark brown hair that flowed behind her and her hazel eyes look on the verge of shading tears, but she wouldn't let them fall. She gave a frustrated sigh.

" I wont let any tears fall. He's not wroth it." She said wiping her eyes. Her voice filled with pain, anger and sorrow, " Better go find a house. I'll probably be staying here for a while." She got in her car and drove off.

I felt sad for her, so I decided to go home. I walked back down the road wondering why that woman was so sad. When I arrived home I opened my door and my new dog Sam came running up to me, he was a golden retriever and made me feel a little bit better about being alone. I let me out so he could run around, and then went up on sat at my computer trying to write something, but my eyelids started to fall and I was out.

Hours later Mort's POV

I groggily woke up with my head on the keyboard. I slowly picked up my head and yawned. On my computer screen was a bunch of random letters, probably because my head was on the keyboard.

" This is really bad writing." I joked as I deleted all of it, and then looked at my watch it was seven-o'clock. I tiredly got up and decided to let Sam in. I went outside to get him, but I didn't see him. I looked around and my eyes fell on the house across from mine. The left side of the house was facing the front of mine. What surprised me was that there a car parked in the driveway. I saw a flash of something gold figuring it was Sam, I ran over to the house.

Blair's POV

Blair walked outside when she heard barking. She walked outside and saw a golden retriever.

" Hi boy, what you doing here?" Blair said kneeling down and petting his head. He started to lick her face, which tickled her and made her laugh, " Stop boy that tickles." He kept licking her until they both heard something.

" I see you found my dog." A voice said Blair looked at the source of the voice. There stood a handsome man, he had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes with glasses.

" Yes I did. I'm Blair Smith." Blair said getting to her feet.

" Nice to meet you Mort Rainy and this is Sam." Mort said pointing to the dog.

" Mort Rainy I heard that name before." Blair said really just to herself.

" You have?" Mort asked a little nervous, then it hit her.

" Now I remember!" Blair said with a smile reaching into her pocket.

Mort- Great someone else who will hate me for the whole shooter thing. But she seems upset, I wonder why. Next time- He's coming for me. Don't miss it.