Eden
Day Five
As she walked through the cold wind to the leader’s house, Angie mentally tried to prepare, but with no food or whisky in days, she wasn’t sure if she was thinking straight. Her mind felt clear, but there was a lot that could go wrong given what she was about to attempt. If she were caught, she’d be killed. Probably whipped to death. Harper would be without a mother.
A few houses away from the comandante and Antonio’s blue home sat the rose-colored structure where the children lived, along with two female teachers. Angie yearned to bust down the door and take her daughter in her arms. She wondered briefly about the instructors. Were they k********g victims? Children of the group roped into brainwashing the next generation?
comandanteBeside her was a fresh-faced woman Ang
