Night before

“You okay ta ride, Lil Missy?” Bart asked in a softer voice.

He didn’t want her to think he didn’t totally care ‘bout her. She was in his charge. She was purdy an if’n things were diff’rent, well then it’d be diff’rent.

Marley thought that over. Her father had always said there were three reactions to fear. Fight flight and freeze. Marley had always faught but moslty to help with her flight. "no matter how nasty that man was rape was not going to happen...i would have died first" she informed them her chin high. "and sam was not my boyfriend but was a very nice man and did not deservto die... I oray he rest in oeace and his family heals. " it was not lost on her that he had avoided telling Eliza b

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