Chapter 30

I was running again, the world gliding past. The trees were a blur, the ground a fast-paced reel. We were jumping over fallen branches, tackling bushes and crossing river streams. No time to spare a moment and look back or fuss over the thorns splitting through our skin.

It had been an hour or two I supposed. Maybe more, maybe less. My lungs were burning, and my legs felt painfully numb. Every time I thought about stopping, I could picture those angry silver orbs, and it only fueled my pace.

So many thoughts swirled in my head; some sanguine, some adverse. So many feelings bloated my chest; some overwhelming, some nerve-racking.

I was going to see my papa finally after so long. I wanted to ask him where he had been all this time. How he had been. Why he committed such a sinful crime like murdering two souls who had a little bundle of joy to take care of.

He had a reason that I knew for sure, but I wanted to know how severe the reason had been for him to stoop this low.

Then there