Write a story that seems normal on first sight , except for one small detail that makes it extremely creepy on a more careful reading [ WP ]

`` Did you see that Chicago had an Amber Alert yesterday?'' asked Kelly as she took a new missing person flier and pinned it to the collage. Older missing person fliers, cut out articles of where cops were on those cases as well as hand written notes spread across the wall. 
 
 `` How could I have missed it?'' Grace took a sip of her coffee. She leaned in and examined the new missing person flier. The picture was of a middle aged man who looked very different to Grace without his glasses. `` Did you hear the cops solved that missing child case in Athens. It was the little boy's neighbor who had kidnapped him. They found the child's remains in the basement. All neatly tied in brown paper packages.'' 
 
 `` Oh, Blessed Mary, that poor boy's mother.'' Kelly crossed herself. 
 
 `` See, that's what I am telling you. You always watch for suspicious people. They could be anywhere. Anyone. Right now, some girl is missing in Chicago. Probably tied in someone's van and rotting.'' 
 
 `` Grace!'' 
 
 `` You know I am right. Monsters. The whole lot of them.'' She took another sip and narrowed her eyes and stared at the one uplifting post on the wall. The one giving the dropping statistics of missing children in her city. `` You know Mr. Brecks?'' 
 
 `` Is he that guy who always hangs out in the parks with that tiny wiener dog of his?'' 
 
 `` Yes, that's the one. No children. But has no problem just lurking in the playgrounds watching them. We need to keep an eye out on him. I think he is going to be trouble.'' 
 
 Kelly nodded. She grimaced as she stretched. She made a fist and dug it deep in her lower back trying to knead the pain away. 
 
 `` Back acting up again?'' Grace asked. 
 
 `` I need to learn to lift with my knees.'' 
 
 `` That and get a back brace.'' 
 
 `` True.'' She headed toward the stairs and to the door. `` Are you coming? I think the pizza should be re-heated by now.'' 
 
 `` Yeah.'' Grace headed for the steps. 
 
 `` And wipe your feet before you get to the kitchen. I am tired of you tracking in dirt.'' 
 
 Grace rolled her eyes. `` Always mopping that kitchen. As if we ever have visitors here.'' 
 
 Kelly smiled. `` What can I say? I am a neat freak.'' 
 
 She pushed the door open and held it for Grace. The other woman walked on through. Grace closed the door and the two them headed to the kitchen for lunch. 
 

