M. Donice Byrd - The Warner Saga by No Unspoken Promises

Author:No Unspoken Promises [Promises, No Unspoken]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-01-06T05:00:00+00:00

From his cell, Blake heard what, at first, he thought was the squeal of children playing. But as the sound came closer, he heard the panic and more than that, he heard his name being called.

“Help me, Uncle Blake! Help me!”

The little girl appeared in the open doorway. She paused only a moment before running past the startled deputy to Blake’s cell, her little arms reaching through the bars. Blake arrived at the bars only a second before her.

“Lolly, what’s wrong?”

“Chasin’ me,” she panted. “Save me. She’s gonna kill me.”

Just then the doctor’s wife skidded to a halt in the doorway. It took her a moment to realize she held her skirt halfway up her calves. She put one hand on her chest as she tried to catch her breath. “You!” she gasped as she pointed at Lolly.

Lolly screamed again and reached deeper into the cell as if she could somehow pull herself through the bars.

“What the hell’s going on here?” Hyram Abercrombie grabbed the girl by the waist to get her away from his dangerous prisoner and to give her back to her caregiver.

Lolly let out a scream that could have brought the walls of Jericho down. She tried to hold onto Blake but her grip gave way as the deputy pulled her. She caught the bars and held on for dear life.

Blake grabbed at her but only managed to get ahold of some of fabric of her dress. “Leave her. You’re going to hurt her,” Blake yelled. “Please, let her go.”

The deputy demanded Lolly and Blake let go. Mrs. Morris scolded Lolly for being naughty and making her run. As the pandemonium escalated, Lolly became more and more hysterical until the deputy and Mrs. Morris finally heard the level of her distress.

“For God’s sake,” Blake yelled above the screams. “Please, open the door. This baby's been through enough. She needs me.” When they didn’t move, Blake begged. “Please, she needs me.”

Something in Blake’s tone spurred the deputy into action. He grabbed the keys out of the desk and fumbled until he had the cell door open. Lolly darted into the cell and into Blake’s arms. He sat down on the cot, rocked her and stroked her head, whispering words of comfort into her ear. Gradually, her screams were replaced by hiccupped sobs. Eventually, those became a low, moaning cry until they finally faded into silence. Several times Blake had to blink back tears remembering his own terror when his mother died. He wanted to make promises to her that everything was going to be all right but it was out of his hands.

Lolly sat perfectly still in his lap, only moving when Blake attempted to stop the rocking motion. She would continue rocking until he started back up. They continued on like that for more than an hour.

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