Rain is pounding thickly through the trees and striking the ground. Sarah jumps up confused yet again. Where is she now? Better yet, what year is this?
She seems to be alone this time, but she slowly and warily turns around surveying her surroundings. She hears a male voice in the distance.
The voice is shouting and getting closer. “Sarah Lynne, get your ass out here or you wont’ be able to sit for a week!” Daddy?? No, not possible, noooooooooooo!
Sarah knows that her father will beat her ass even if she steps out right now and quickly drops behind a bush. She tries to hide from view while considering her options.
Her father is a mean drunk and she thought she was well rid of him. He was killed in an accident last year. Oh wait, last year, she doesn’t even know what year this is and she’s a kid again. He was very much alive and a mean drunk.
Sarah starts slithering through the bushes. She isn’t sure where she is. She hasn’t been in these woods in years.
“Pssst, Sarah, quick this way,” Saree whispers not far from her. Sarah doesn’t know where she came from, but she doesn’t care. She knows her way through these woods.
The girls sprint through the bushy area and finally the cottage comes into view. The cottage she remembers from her childhood and not the one she ducked into on her walk. There is no time to worry about the 2 different cottages.
Now what? They are both soaked!
Just then Serge darts out the door and tells them to quick change and he will stall Daddy. They don’t waste another second.
“Daddy, daddy, where are you? We’re hungry and momma said don’t forget to make us lunch.,” Serge shouts out into the woods.
“I am looking for that brat Sarah,” he yells back.
“Sarah and Saree are in their room. Can we eat please?
“You better not be lying to me!”
“Oh Daddy, can we have lunch please, we’re hungry,” the girls said. The three swarm around their father.
He looks at them perplexedly, but sees nothing out of the ordinary. He glares at each of them and says, “You had better not be messing with me!”
“We’re not daddy!” And winked at each other behind his back.
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