She probably would have caught the errors he pointed out during revisions, but it had warmed her heart that he cared enough to help. Their discussion ...f Emma's transformation had also inspired Lauren to dig a little deeper in the story to strengthen her conclusion."That's wonderful," Mom said, but her tone didn't match her words.Lauren glanced over as she put the containers in the drying rack next to the sink. "What's up?" Can we chat for a minute before your father gets home?" Sure." Lauren. He didn't try to get past me, insteadstanding there waiting for me to say something."Can I talk to you for a second?" I asked him, hoping the answer would beyes.He sighed, but nodded his head. I didn't know what had changed since ourencounter on the beach, but something definitely had occurred. I pointedto the room where my dress was, and he nodded before following me inside.I figured that standing there in my bikini wouldn't help this discussion,so I quickly grabbed the dress and threw it over. The restraints were released and I slumped out of the chair and onto the floor with a thud. My body was heavier than it had been all day and all I could do was repeat my orders while I drooled on the floor, it was refreshingly cold on my face, the taste of the gas still in my mouth as Sam lifted me up and over his shoulder. He carried me out to the hallway past an amused and very proud of herself Doctor smith. Ona followed close behind skipping as she did.“Can she stay in my room tonight Sam?”. 1970. Another time.Saturday afternoon.I was watching TV in my bedroom. I saw rapid movement in the hallway outside my door. The old man had flashed by and into my parent’s bedroom. The old man never moved fast. Ever.“Uh, oh.”The night before I’d gotten the old man’s shotgun out of their bedroom, loaded it, stuck it out the side door, and blasted it into the night toward the backyard. My parents had gone out for the evening. My older brother was at his girlfriend’s house.Not satisfied, I kicked.
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