Heirs Of Passion

YEARS OLD,

n't seen them since a few nights ago. After I yelled and told mamma I hated Matertera's house.

wo days. But it's been ten days. And Matertera has been mean to me. She doesn't call me to eat and by the

n. But then after I had counted to one hundred like she'd told me to, I went downstairs. That was when I saw the people. There were so many, I couldn't count them with my fingers

ryone was dressed just the same. It made me want to go back upstai

for being inutilis et ignavus like she always said. I shake my head as if that would make the thought go away but I try becaus

ausing me to flinch at the tone she used, as she wildly gestures with her

comfortable. Adult stuff has never been something I liked, esp

m turning me to face an old man that was alr

as she pushes me over to the man who had his hands at

angry, so I begin to stand, to dust myself but a leg kicks me back down, the leg putting too much weight

I can't remember what that book called this one

ew eve

the first time this week. I had made sure not to say a wor

d." The voic

out, my back was

leased. I know for sure, he's happy with me whe

e's looking at someone else, talking with them. "Thank you

dia." A woman said, her voice sounded kind but th

era said, throwing a look at me that

e here to take care of it before she tries again." The woman whispered but it was still very loud. S

nds. "I don't suppose you

e woman smiles this time, her smile reminding me of the witch from

man and the old man to the door. A few more people follow them

st have turned off the light forgetting I was still inside and I feel another squeeze in my

never been this late w

uld've been sad if she found out

ugh the bushes that leads to a bridge that has become a place for me to get

always used to say I was too smart for my age. I could articulate better than other almost six-year olds, that's what she said but I still didn't k

wing stream as I get closer to the bridg

ake away the feeling of fear that I m

ew weeks and sit. It's at the highest point of the bridge, overlooking th

've just told me everything was in my head because everything was fine. But with the way

had been crying like a baby. She said she did it-over and over again-and I felt shivers, wan

er's sitting beside me would get offended if I made the slightest movement. I even hold m

ht, I turn to look at the b

ause of how excited I am. It's been forever

ng mine takes up half his chubby face. "Sabina's such a c

, my smile coming

at each other for a moment before he frowns once a

dropping too. "

I smile a little too.

ingers like I always did with mamma. " Ten

d before bursting out in giggles

?" I ask once we

a smile, holding up eight finger

ng to meet there again the next night but