The Good Daughter
“Running as if demons from hell were nipping at her feet. She knew if she fell, she was dead. Hurry. Her heart hammered frantically against her ribcage. Her breath labored through her lungs. Move, feet.
Move, move, move.
Safety was close. Just a little further. She had to make it.
Then she heard it. An echo of a gunshot from behind her.
Instinctively, she ducked, and urged her churning legs to greater speed.
Someone hurled a bowling ball into her shoulder. Another loud crack sounded. She went sprawling. She scrambled to stay on her feet, scraping her knees, her fingers clawing at the ground to push her upright.
Blood dripped-- “Cara, you are dreaming.” A strong hand brushed against her hair.
Nia blinked her eyes, struggling from the depths of the nightmare. “Sandro?” Then her gaze focused. Her heart dropped. Not Sandro after all.
A strange man knelt beside her, touched her. She had been sleeping on the small cot, curled protectively around Daniele’s warm little body. She sat up, carefu...l not to wake her son.MoreLess
Move, move, move.
Safety was close. Just a little further. She had to make it.
Then she heard it. An echo of a gunshot from behind her.
Instinctively, she ducked, and urged her churning legs to greater speed.
Someone hurled a bowling ball into her shoulder. Another loud crack sounded. She went sprawling. She scrambled to stay on her feet, scraping her knees, her fingers clawing at the ground to push her upright.
Blood dripped-- “Cara, you are dreaming.” A strong hand brushed against her hair.
Nia blinked her eyes, struggling from the depths of the nightmare. “Sandro?” Then her gaze focused. Her heart dropped. Not Sandro after all.
A strange man knelt beside her, touched her. She had been sleeping on the small cot, curled protectively around Daniele’s warm little body. She sat up, carefu...l not to wake her son.MoreLess
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