Part 10: Broken Promise … Victoria Fairchild Saga Continues
Story owned/written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee. This story is dedicated to my friend … Ms Nancy Smith Satterwhite to read as she recovers from her surgery.
Photo owned/taken by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee. It is of the woods nearby.
Do you ever look past the leaves to see … if something is looking through the leaves … at you? By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.
Victoria slept through the night without waking up. She awoke the next morning feeling refreshed. She slept so good … she sure needed it.
She was tempted to break her promise … go back to check on the cave … animal-people. Should she … should she not?
Victoria got her shower, donned jeans and a cotton shirt. What to do … what to do? She made a pot of Folger’s coffee … poured a cup, sat at the dining table. While she held the hot cup of coffee in her hands … she went into deep thought. Oh … how comforting the hot cup was in her hands … that was as important to her as drinking the coffee. It smelled heavenly.
She watched the trees sway in the gentle wind blowing. For almost an hour Victoria sat in a trance watching the trees. She loved to see the trees move in the wind … it was good therapy. When she came back to her world around her … her coffee was cold, so was her cup.
Victoria wasn’t any closer to figuring a way to take care of the animal-people who were killing people in Rainbow Mountain Park. She felt fear thinking about some innocent soul walking around there … being attacked, eaten. What to do, what to do!
She put her head into her hands … her fingers massaging her forehead. Victoria closed her eyes. She took a deep breath … jumped up. She … was … going to drive to Rainbow Mountain Park but, she wouldn’t get out. She would watch from the gray van.
A short time later Victoria parked in the parking lot. There were several cars already there. She saw people sitting at the picnic tables and at a couple of them … people were grilling burgers, hot dogs. She was glad … there is safety in numbers.
She saw a little girl of about four walking, running off from her family. She was too close to the woods. Victoria tensed … she thought she saw a movement in the brush. She was going to have to get out of the van …
As Victoria got out of the van … everything seemed to become very quiet. She kept her eye on the child as she moved … she had a bad feeling. Could she get to the child in time … she didn’t want to alarm anyone.
As Victoria got closer … she heard a growl. The little girl was running straight to the bushes where she saw movement! Victoria moved quicker … she had to save the little girl. No one was aware the child had wandered off. Victoria began to run … she was very fast … another one of her special abilities.
The little girl had reached the bushes … hands grabbed out for her. Growling … snarling. Just as fingers closed on the child’s arm … Victoria jerked the child out of the hands … raced by the bushes like a flash.
The little girl didn’t make a sound. She didn’t know what happened. Victoria slowed down … took the little girl to her family. She told the family that she thought she saw a fox close by. The mother hugged her little girl close … no, she wouldn’t let her little girl wander off again. Her eyes were wide from fear for her baby. She thanked Victoria.
Victoria walked to her gray van. It was a good thing she’d broken her promise. The little girl would have become another victim of the animal-people. She sat in the van keeping an eye out until the last car left. Only then could Victoria leave.
To be continued ….