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what was happening, but wished he would leave so she could help Jack and Rachel. Gleeflak stayed there for some time. It was more than likely just a few minutes, but being scrunched up and desperate not to breathe too loudly, it seemed to Jill to be an age at least. What was he doing?
Just when she thought he would never leave, the giant turned to her left and walked toward the long curtain tieback upon the ground.
No!
But he must not have seen the rope because in the next instant, he was walking through it—which was much worse! His front foot got caught in the loops of the cord while the back foot stepped directly on the thing, tightening the rope around his front ankle as he lifted it, making the large man shift and teeter and lose his balance. He crashed with a loud thump, sprawled across the ground.
“WHHHAAAATTTTT?” roared the giant as Jill cringed and covered her ears.
The baby began to cry.
“Who did this? Who left this on the ground so I would fall and get hurt?”
Sitting up, Gleeflak rubbed his knees and removed the offending cords. When he was free, he grunted and groaned and stood back up. His loud, clomping footsteps brought him up to the bookshelf again. “Who did that? Who?”
When they did not answer, Jill saw his hand rise and then lower, carrying the cage. Inside she could see Jack frantically placing the baby within what looked to be a big music box. He stuffed blankets and the like in with her, and then clicked the lid in place. The last thing she saw was him reaching for Rachel before the giant carried them out of her vision as he turned away, giving her a view of his rather large backside.
“You are not my friends!” he suddenly shouted before swinging the cage around in a wide circle.
No! Jill wanted to scream. No!
The giant let go and the cage flew across the room, slamming into a wall and then tumbling down to the floor behind a large settee.
“Oh, my word! Jack! Rachel!” she whispered behind her hands, covering her mouth. Shock and horror raced through her whole body. What had he done? What had he done?
Then the door slammed shut behind Gleeflak as he walked out.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
AS RAPIDLY AS POSSIBLE, Jill made her way off the shelf and over to the fallen cage. It was bent and damaged significantly on the outside. “Hello?” she whispered as she crept closer to the dented bottom. She could hear the faint sound of the baby crying. “Jack? Rachel?”
She walked around the underside of the cage, her heart beating frantically at the sight of the insides in such disarray. There looked to be a bed of some sort tossed on its side with blankets and pillows everywhere. The music box was upside down and the cries of the baby sounded muffled.
Jill swiftly made her way to the broken door of the cage and climbed inside. She could tell the baby was frantic. Hurrying over to the pretty box, she tugged against it, trying to flip it over. At least the baby was still alive.
“Urgh,” she grunted. It was too heavy. She needed her brother’s help.
“Jack?” she called. Glancing around the ruined place, she began tossing pillows and blankets aside. “Jack? Rachel?”
She heard a soft moan behind her and whipped around to see who it was. “Rachel?” she asked as she approached the doubled-over form, Rachel’s long pale hair streaming down her back. There was a mattress over her head and arms that Jill quickly pulled off to reveal a beaten-up Jack, his hands still clasping Rachel’s. “Jack!” she called, but he did not move an inch. He was lying on his side, flush against the bars of the cage. It looked as though he had tried to absorb as much of the impact as he could to protect Rachel.
Rachel groaned again. She slowly pulled her hands out of his and pushed her way to a sitting position. Rubbing her face, she brushed aside the hair that was covering it, exposing a large welt running down her forehead, cheek, and neck.
The baby’s howls were becoming desperate.
She looked
Just when she thought he would never leave, the giant turned to her left and walked toward the long curtain tieback upon the ground.
No!
But he must not have seen the rope because in the next instant, he was walking through it—which was much worse! His front foot got caught in the loops of the cord while the back foot stepped directly on the thing, tightening the rope around his front ankle as he lifted it, making the large man shift and teeter and lose his balance. He crashed with a loud thump, sprawled across the ground.
“WHHHAAAATTTTT?” roared the giant as Jill cringed and covered her ears.
The baby began to cry.
“Who did this? Who left this on the ground so I would fall and get hurt?”
Sitting up, Gleeflak rubbed his knees and removed the offending cords. When he was free, he grunted and groaned and stood back up. His loud, clomping footsteps brought him up to the bookshelf again. “Who did that? Who?”
When they did not answer, Jill saw his hand rise and then lower, carrying the cage. Inside she could see Jack frantically placing the baby within what looked to be a big music box. He stuffed blankets and the like in with her, and then clicked the lid in place. The last thing she saw was him reaching for Rachel before the giant carried them out of her vision as he turned away, giving her a view of his rather large backside.
“You are not my friends!” he suddenly shouted before swinging the cage around in a wide circle.
No! Jill wanted to scream. No!
The giant let go and the cage flew across the room, slamming into a wall and then tumbling down to the floor behind a large settee.
“Oh, my word! Jack! Rachel!” she whispered behind her hands, covering her mouth. Shock and horror raced through her whole body. What had he done? What had he done?
Then the door slammed shut behind Gleeflak as he walked out.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
AS RAPIDLY AS POSSIBLE, Jill made her way off the shelf and over to the fallen cage. It was bent and damaged significantly on the outside. “Hello?” she whispered as she crept closer to the dented bottom. She could hear the faint sound of the baby crying. “Jack? Rachel?”
She walked around the underside of the cage, her heart beating frantically at the sight of the insides in such disarray. There looked to be a bed of some sort tossed on its side with blankets and pillows everywhere. The music box was upside down and the cries of the baby sounded muffled.
Jill swiftly made her way to the broken door of the cage and climbed inside. She could tell the baby was frantic. Hurrying over to the pretty box, she tugged against it, trying to flip it over. At least the baby was still alive.
“Urgh,” she grunted. It was too heavy. She needed her brother’s help.
“Jack?” she called. Glancing around the ruined place, she began tossing pillows and blankets aside. “Jack? Rachel?”
She heard a soft moan behind her and whipped around to see who it was. “Rachel?” she asked as she approached the doubled-over form, Rachel’s long pale hair streaming down her back. There was a mattress over her head and arms that Jill quickly pulled off to reveal a beaten-up Jack, his hands still clasping Rachel’s. “Jack!” she called, but he did not move an inch. He was lying on his side, flush against the bars of the cage. It looked as though he had tried to absorb as much of the impact as he could to protect Rachel.
Rachel groaned again. She slowly pulled her hands out of his and pushed her way to a sitting position. Rubbing her face, she brushed aside the hair that was covering it, exposing a large welt running down her forehead, cheek, and neck.
The baby’s howls were becoming desperate.
She looked
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