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“You ready for this?” he asked. There were just a few people ahead of me, but the woman and her three children were taking awhile to board. “We’ve sheltered you. I feel bad now, protecting you like we did. You were so sweet and innocent when we found you, the kid sister I never had. Now I feel like you are entering the world completely unprepared.” He thrust his hands into his pockets, the mop of his hair falling across his face.
“I’m not sure what I’m ready for, to be honest,” I admitted. “But life’s an adventure, right?”
He nodded. “Mags...two things. Don’t trust men. Any of us, okay? We all want one thing and that’s all. Once we get it, we change.” He grinned. “Well, except for me, of course.”
“Men suck. Got it. And might I add that you don’t need to worry. I’ve already learned my lesson on that one. What’s the second thing?”
Jason removed a hand from his pocket and produced a wad of money and an electronic gadget. “I acquisitioned these for you. A thousand dollars and a cell phone, courtesy of a generous new donor.” Jason chuckled and produced another phone from his pocket, winked, and returned it. “The other one is mine. I programmed in my number. Call if you need anything, okay?”
I was about to object when he stopped me.
“The outside world is expensive and dangerous, Mags. You’re gonna need a bit of help.” He pushed the items into my palm and tightened his fist around mine in a this is non-negotiable sort of way. I gave him a tight-lipped smile and accepted his gifts.
“Thanks, Jason. You’ve been a good friend. I love you.”
We gave each other one final hug and for the first time since making my decision to leave Woodhaven, I almost turned back.
“I love you too,” he whispered in my ear.
Fucking Michael.
“721 departing for Salem, Oregon,” said the man at the door, giving me a warning look.
I nodded a goodbye to Jason and went through the portal that would take me to my new life...the old life I had left behind.
Six: Wild World
Dark Root, Oregon
January, 1990
“ She’s here! She’s here!” Maggie’s sister Merry screeched, scrambling from her window seat and knocking off two flowered cushions in the process.
She ran for the door, a blur of blond hair and pink crinoline.
“Well,” she said to Maggie, who laid tucked under a pile of blankets on the sofa. “...Aren’t you coming?” Maggie shrugged, popping her thumb into her mouth as she stared at the cartoons on the TV. Shaggy and Scooby had gobbled up their Scooby Snacks and Maggie giggled, almost biting her thumb.
“Can’t we just get a puppy?” Maggie asked, removing her thumb from her mouth to speak. She examined a blister on the tip of it where she had sucked too hard, and then rubbed it across the satin edge of her blanket. She thought about asking Merry to kiss it better, but decided against it. Merry might kiss it, but she would also lecture her.
“Miss Maggie,” said Aunt Dora, waddling in from the kitchen and flipping off the television. “Git ready to greet yer mother, will ya? An’ don’ go tellin’ her I let ya watch cartoons. I promised her I wouldn’...” Aunt Dora gave Maggie a little wink.
Maggie yawned, smoothed down her unruly, cherry-colored hair, and made her way towards the door to stand with Merry.
“Ruth Anne!” Aunt Dora hollered up the staircase.
When her niece didn’t respond, Aunt Dora cupped her hands together and bellowed again. She hated climbing the stairs, claiming age and bad knees made it impossible, especially steps as steep as the ones in Sister House.
“Ruth Anne! Yer mother’s here! Git down here, girl.”
“I hope it’s a boy!” Merry squealed, rubbing her hands together and bouncing on the balls of her feet. “I think we have enough girls.”
“Why do we have to have another baby, anyways?” Maggie asked, reaching for Merry’s hand. There had been nothing but
“You ready for this?” he asked. There were just a few people ahead of me, but the woman and her three children were taking awhile to board. “We’ve sheltered you. I feel bad now, protecting you like we did. You were so sweet and innocent when we found you, the kid sister I never had. Now I feel like you are entering the world completely unprepared.” He thrust his hands into his pockets, the mop of his hair falling across his face.
“I’m not sure what I’m ready for, to be honest,” I admitted. “But life’s an adventure, right?”
He nodded. “Mags...two things. Don’t trust men. Any of us, okay? We all want one thing and that’s all. Once we get it, we change.” He grinned. “Well, except for me, of course.”
“Men suck. Got it. And might I add that you don’t need to worry. I’ve already learned my lesson on that one. What’s the second thing?”
Jason removed a hand from his pocket and produced a wad of money and an electronic gadget. “I acquisitioned these for you. A thousand dollars and a cell phone, courtesy of a generous new donor.” Jason chuckled and produced another phone from his pocket, winked, and returned it. “The other one is mine. I programmed in my number. Call if you need anything, okay?”
I was about to object when he stopped me.
“The outside world is expensive and dangerous, Mags. You’re gonna need a bit of help.” He pushed the items into my palm and tightened his fist around mine in a this is non-negotiable sort of way. I gave him a tight-lipped smile and accepted his gifts.
“Thanks, Jason. You’ve been a good friend. I love you.”
We gave each other one final hug and for the first time since making my decision to leave Woodhaven, I almost turned back.
“I love you too,” he whispered in my ear.
Fucking Michael.
“721 departing for Salem, Oregon,” said the man at the door, giving me a warning look.
I nodded a goodbye to Jason and went through the portal that would take me to my new life...the old life I had left behind.
Six: Wild World
Dark Root, Oregon
January, 1990
“ She’s here! She’s here!” Maggie’s sister Merry screeched, scrambling from her window seat and knocking off two flowered cushions in the process.
She ran for the door, a blur of blond hair and pink crinoline.
“Well,” she said to Maggie, who laid tucked under a pile of blankets on the sofa. “...Aren’t you coming?” Maggie shrugged, popping her thumb into her mouth as she stared at the cartoons on the TV. Shaggy and Scooby had gobbled up their Scooby Snacks and Maggie giggled, almost biting her thumb.
“Can’t we just get a puppy?” Maggie asked, removing her thumb from her mouth to speak. She examined a blister on the tip of it where she had sucked too hard, and then rubbed it across the satin edge of her blanket. She thought about asking Merry to kiss it better, but decided against it. Merry might kiss it, but she would also lecture her.
“Miss Maggie,” said Aunt Dora, waddling in from the kitchen and flipping off the television. “Git ready to greet yer mother, will ya? An’ don’ go tellin’ her I let ya watch cartoons. I promised her I wouldn’...” Aunt Dora gave Maggie a little wink.
Maggie yawned, smoothed down her unruly, cherry-colored hair, and made her way towards the door to stand with Merry.
“Ruth Anne!” Aunt Dora hollered up the staircase.
When her niece didn’t respond, Aunt Dora cupped her hands together and bellowed again. She hated climbing the stairs, claiming age and bad knees made it impossible, especially steps as steep as the ones in Sister House.
“Ruth Anne! Yer mother’s here! Git down here, girl.”
“I hope it’s a boy!” Merry squealed, rubbing her hands together and bouncing on the balls of her feet. “I think we have enough girls.”
“Why do we have to have another baby, anyways?” Maggie asked, reaching for Merry’s hand. There had been nothing but
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