Plans Discussed
“You sure she’s not getting anything?” a harsh voice asked me from the kitchen. She spoke in a panicked tone. “Nope, nothing,” sneered my stepfather. “Just the clothes on her back.” I leaned nearer, experiencing a chilling and sobering shock of confirmation. It was confirmation of all I already suspected, not suffering. I was prepared with my armor, yet their words hung in the air like sharp knives.
Plans Discussed
Listening In Silence
Unaware of my silent presence near the stairs, they kept laughing and sharing what they believed to be a private time. Every chuckle and amused scoff served as gasoline for my resolve. I felt a weird sensation of strength instead of hurt. It was a painful confirmation, but I wasn’t surprised. They had no idea what I had in store for them, but they felt they were in control.
Listening In Silence
