The Deflowered Garden by Tanya South

Author:Tanya South
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction/Christian/Fantasy/Suspense/True Crime/General
Publisher: Elm Hill
Published: 2018-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

SECRETS

LUKE 12:2–3

There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known. What you have said in the dark will be heard in the daylight, and what you have whispered in the ear in the inner rooms will be proclaimed from the roofs.

The mirror reflected my bruised and swollen jaw. My eye was purple and completely shut. I felt my wounded cheek and it was painful to the touch. Weird, but I was relieved to see my flawed reflection. It had been proof that I was still alive and breathing. Beyond my fractured image, I could see that healthy, whole, and happy little girl somewhere deep down inside of me. There is more than this, I thought. But what? How do I pick up the broken pieces of my life? The pieces were tiny bits that couldn’t be glued back together again. But I remembered the tree that had been to hell and back. The little spark of hope had lit in me. I wanted that spark to turn into a fire. A fire that burned so deep inside of my soul. To create a passion in me, not only to live, but to let others know that if I could survive the torrential storm, so could they. I wanted to bear fruit just like that tree.

There was a knock on the bathroom door in my hospital room.

“Tasha, Baby. Are you okay in there?”

“I’m okay, Mom. I’ll be right out.”

I couldn’t understand why I went through what I did. And I didn’t know what was to come. All I could say in a low whisper under my breath was, “Thank you Jesus.” I started to sound like Mom. She was always thanking Jesus under her breath.

Mom was standing right by the door waiting. Without a word said, she embraced me as I held onto the walker. I’d suffered a concussion, a broken rib, my left calf had been fractured; twelve sutures on my upper eye lid and my body felt like it had been run over by a truck.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry to have to tell you this. I know you’ve been through so much already. But the police are stopping by soon.”

“Police? How come?”

“Well, the detective on your case has a bunch of pictures he wants to show you. They want to know if you recognize anyone from the photos. They want to find who’s responsible for doing this to you. And so do Dad and me.”

“Aww, Mom. I’m kinda scared.”

“I know, Sweetheart. If you’re not ready, I can just have them come by another day. It’s just the sooner you can help identify who did this, the sooner they can find them.”

“Okay, I’ll do it. I’ll be fine.”

“You’re so brave. They are bringing a sketch artist, too.”

“Where’s Dad?” I asked.

“He’ll be here soon. This whole situation has been really tough for him.”

Mom’s eyes were so puffy. I could tell she had cried her eyes out. But I knew she was trying to be strong in front of me.

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