TWENTY-FOUR
He jerks me up and pulls me along behind him. I was tripping over my own feet trying to keep up but I couldn't so I ripped my arm out of his grasp. "I can't walk with you! You're pulling me and I have small legs compared to you!" He turns around and gets in my face causing me to flinch and stop yelling. It's not like anyone would hear me anyways. He shakes me by my arms and gets quiet. "Listen, I don't care that you can't keep up but you're gonna stay in that house otherwise you're going back to the cellar. Now I'm trying to get your ransom because as you so drunkenly put it last night, my uncle is innocent. It was as if the police decided he did it and made the crime and evidence fit. Now stop fighting me before I decide to throw you over my f*****g shoulder and carry you inside." He po
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