Devil's Heart
She looked down and met Monica's green, fearful gaze, trying to clutch on the last of the dresses before the entire rope fell free.
Well that would be ugly.
A hand came upon hers supportively, slightly wrinkled and feminine. Her mother, although weaker than she was, pulled as well. With both their efforts, the loop came to a hanging halt from which the Scottish dangled free.
She gave a genuine smile of appreciation and nodded to them.
Slowly, they lowered her unto a ledge above a window…then released the rope and surrendered to the floor, capable of killing to remain there.
"I have never done that much work in my entire life," Anna declared and received a grin.
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