Sparrows by Laura Mae

Author:Laura Mae [Mae, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781645701453
Published: 2019-06-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Everyone agreed [SD214]to go back to her old home but not before Willow fed everyone a huge lunch. Sydona made a point not to rush; it was good to let Raoul have his alone time with his family. But she was part of his family, too. On the road there, she thought of everything she wanted to say to him. How she never meant to hurt him. How she just wanted to protect him and spare him the stress of knowing the man who tortured him was alive. How she didn’t know who she would be without him. [SD215]He was her subconscious, her parrot, her life companion.

Since three of them didn’t want to speak much with Harold there, they arrived at the house after a long and silent ride. The blue Victorian still looked as she remembered, and she never got tired of coming back to it. Technically it was still her house, but the fairies made it obvious it was theirs now. The interior appeared even more like the outdoors than during their last visit. A path on the stairs was still large enough for people to walk through. Twisted branches, leaves, lights and cubbies of new homes covered the walls, ceiling and everything in between. As Harold walked through the door, his mouth was wide open and speechless, and Sydona smiled. It was nice to see him fascinated by something he tried to destroy. Sydona didn’t exactly want Harold inside, but Willow promised to keep an eye on him. She felt she should’ve checked for a wire though.

All the fairies welcomed them into the home with open arms. If Sydona was with them, they were a friend of the fairies. The happy faces faded once they knew the reason for her visit.

“He’s upstairs,” said a fairy with turquoise wings.

“How’s he doing?” Sydona asked.

He shook his head with saddened eyes, and all the fairies around him did the same.

Her feet and lifted chin led her upstairs through the forest with everyone following her lead. Her ears heard the rumble of feet behind her, climbing the creaky wooden steps. It was so loud that she was afraid it would bother Raoul and set him off. She shushed them, and they slowed their steps. Her first instinct was to go into her bedroom. Not only was Raoul not in there, but everything looked destroyed. And from what she recalled, it wasn’t from the first time they stopped by. No. This was from Raoul. From what he was able to do. He put holes in her pillows, blankets and mattress; and tore up letters, pictures and papers with nothing written on them. It was like a baby tornado had ripped through her bedroom. It wasn’t massively destroyed, but Raoul made it clear he was livid. But where was he?

A psst came from behind her. She turned around to see Harold pointing to inside the bathroom. His brown eyes were so wide she could see yellowish whites around them. What the hell

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