Chapter 42

           Ivy’s hands trembled; she didn’t want to do what they wanted. She wanted to get up and show them that they had no control over her. But her body was weak, she was weak. She was barely able to drink the tea without help from Marcie.

           Marcie hugged Ivy, “I’m sorry they are doing this to you.” She whispered.

           “Then help me get out of here, help me get to your son,” Ivy whispered.

           “Get up.” Samuel grabbed Ivy pulling her to her feet. “You need to eat something and you need a bath.” He said pulling her out of the room. “We’re going to the kitchen; today you are going to eat something more than the soup.” He said impatiently. “I