La Patron's Christmas

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for the whole, but she’d objected, wanting them to stay babies longer. Now when they needed to show compassion and understanding, they had no idea what it meant.
    “Ask your daddy when you see him, he’ll explain what he can do and what he can’t. As I said not all pack members live the way we do and I want to talk about what some go through and how we can help make their lives easier.”
    “Easier? I’mma kid, what can I do?” Renee asked.
    “Let’s go back to why we keep you safe, with security guards and don’t allow you to leave the house or the yard –”
    “Like the circus?” David asked.
    They weren’t ever going to forget Silas changing his mind on the circus while Renee was in town. “Yes, like the circus. The people who want to kill people who are different were looking for children to take away.”
    Their eyes widened. David frowned but continued watching her.
    “Take them where?” Jackie asked.
    “To a place where they could teach them different things,” Jasmine said not wanting to give them nightmares. She’d had plenty from the time Silas explained LOBO.
    “Away from home?” Adam asked.
    “Yes away from their families, away from pack. And being small and little the children couldn’t fight back.”
    Adam jumped up and held his fist in a fighter’s stance. “I’d beat them, they won’t take me.” He swung his fist as if he were in an imaginary fight.
    “Did they take any children?” Jackie asked in a soft voice.
    Swallowing hard, Jasmine nodded.
    “No, mama. I fight them,” Adam said looking at her confused.
    “Sit down, Adam,” Renee said patting the spot next to her. “Mama’s talking.”
    “What happened?” David asked.
    “Stealing pups, I mean children has been happening a long time. It’s gotten worse. Asia was taken when she was small.”
    “Asia?” Jackie cried sitting taller. “But she’s big and can fight.”
    “Now she can. But she does not remember who her mom or dad was. She’s been looking for her family for a long time. She didn’t know her pack.” Jasmine let her words rest in the silence of the room. Jackie was the first to start crying.
    “What’s the matter, baby?” She asked Jackie who covered her wet face.
    “Asia. That’s bad for her. She’s so nice, and that’s… that’s bad.”
    “Yes, but she’s getting better. She has us. We’re her family now. Her pack. If she needs anything, we’re here to help her. Remember, pack takes care of pack, makes sure everyone has what they need. So no one is left out or alone.”
    “She doesn’t know who her pack is? Before us?” Adam asked.
    “No, she has no memory of being a little girl, or what her house looked like or the clothes she wore. For a long time she was embarrassed, and people mistreated her.”
    “Why? It wasn’t her fault. Someone took her away,” Renee said surprising Jasmine.
    Smiling, she nodded. “That’s true, Renee. It wasn’t her fault. The children who are stolen from home and grow up without a pack, it’s never their fault. But sometimes we make them feel like it is by the way we treat them.”
    “No, we don’t,” Adam said.
    “Yes, we did,” Jackie said watching Jasmine. “Sarita got no pack.”
    “Sarita’s mean. She don’t play fair,” Adam protested.
    “How did she get here, mama?” David asked.
    “Some men were taking her and Malfius somewhere and Cameron caught them on pack lands.”
    “She told us that,” Adam said.
    “I didn’t believe her,” Renee said.
    “Were they going to kill her?” Jackie asked in a low voice.
    Jasmine shrugged. “We don’t know for sure, but they have killed a lot of the children. Sarita believes they were going to kill her and was scared.”
    “I would be scared too,” Jackie said with feeling.
    “When you’re scared, are you friendly? Happy? Sad?” Jasmine asked, looking at each of them.
    “Sometimes sad,” Adam said. “But I don’t get scared.”
    “Why not, Adam?” Jasmine

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