Trace of Doubt by DiAnn Mills6/28/2023 ![]() ![]() “Enough!” I drew my fists and stepped nose to nose with the leader. I can handle this.” Holly’s courageous words would only earn her another fist to her battered face. “None of your business unless you want the same.” “What’s she done to you?” I eyed the woman. I’d run into this woman before, and she had a mean streak. ![]() ![]() “Hey, what’s going on?” I forced my voice to rise above my fear of them. For one who was eighteen years old, she looked fifteen. “Please, stop,” Holly said through a raspy breath. I’d been in her shoes, and I’d do anything to stop the women from beating her. One held her arms behind her back, and the other three took turns punching her small body. ![]() I raced to the rear pantry fearing what I’d find.įour women circled Holly. In any event, uneasiness swirled around me like a dust storm.Ī plea to stop met my ears. The hallway to the pantry needed better lighting or maybe fewer corners. I needed to get those potatoes boiling to feed hungry stomachs. She’d been gone long enough to plant and dig them up. Holly had disappeared after I sent her to the rear pantry for potatoes. Would I ever learn? I’d spent too many years looking out for someone else, and here I was doing the same thing again. ![]()
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