She held her daughter close and
then eased her back into her chair, feeling very sorry for her daughter, Asha
could see it in her face as she came up to her and held her arms out to Asha,
offering a hug.
Asha stayed where she was
standing, not knowing what to do at this act of kindness. The last time she was
hugged, she was jabbed with a needle and she had been kidnapped by her own
mother!
“Have you got anything in your
pockets?” Said Asha, thinking something was in the ladys pockets, that she was
hiding something from her.
Molly laughed gently. She then put
her hands into her dress pockets and pulled out mints, a rubber band and her
pink mobile out of the other pocket.
“This is all I have darling,” She
insisted softly. “Come.”
Asha silently, and nervously,
stepped forwards. She was then gently pulled into the woman’s kind hold. Molly
kissed her head and stroked her hair.
“Your hurting, I know. It’ll get
better.”
Asha then tried to escape the hug
and the woman held onto her, a little forcefully. “I know your mother. I’m her
sister. She told me you escaped her.”
Asha tensed.
The woman breathed out slowly
before talking again.
“I’ll never give you or your Fawn
over. Please trust me Asha. I love you. You are my niece after all.” She
stroked her golden hair then let the girl go.
Asha was dumbfounded. She stud
there, not ever was she talked to like that! Not EVER was she shown as much
love and kindness as that! NEVER.
She said nothing for awhile, then, with one flush, all of her hunting tears flushed out of her eyes.
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