Chapter Seventy-seven

“Have you seen a seven year old little girl stand bravely in the face of evil? I have. Her eyes stayed on me even as they went down the line slitting their throats one by one, starting with my father. Down the line they went. Her head was held high even as they held a large serrated hunting knife to her throat. She didn’t shiver in fear even as they slowly dragged that damn knife back and forth across her neck like a goddamn saw. Do you know what I did? I could only sit there, crying as I tried to shield Anna from their brutality.” She said, whispering that last part. 

“Even then I failed.... I had been quiet the whole time, not saying a single word, clutching on to Anna for dear life. Do you think that they stopped there and just let us go?” She asked, eyeing them with fury. 

"No! They didn’t because as soon as the