her

ding voice. Two rough-looking men were already

of her mother's blood-stained cloth. One of the men s

t," her father ordered, his vo

es widened

place is full of wild beasts an

rsed child!" he snarled

. She knew better than to test him; on

men carried her mother's body out of th

ice breaking. "I couldn't do anything.

r father's side, the one who always tried to touch her inappropriately. Her mother had been the on

erself, still sobbing as she gathered her mother's clothes and carefully fo

father barked, storming into the roo

othes," Lydia said,

u want with them?" He gave her a venomo

der," she replied, lowering her

ou deserve them?" he sneered. "You're

from the ro

on wearing them when I'm older," then burst into psychotic laughter. "I'm going t

up the sharpest knife she could find, and crept silently behind him, hands trembli

nd kicked her square in the stomach. She stumbled backwa

ked toward her slowly. At that

er foot, pinning her in place. "Move one more

ned in pure terro