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What future can we give this child? It was the stirring question which circled our minds as the weeks passed by. "What if we escape?" I said one night as we stared into the dark ceiling. I am comfortable with telling David about these things now, since I feel like I do not have anything to hide from him. I was open with everything to him, and it was fine to me. "escape? why?" He shifted his gaze to me as he tilted his head. "I do not want our child to be like us, I want him, or her to be free, and to live a normal life." "How would you want to escape?" He seems open to my idea. "I still have no clue on that part, but I just want us to get out of here." He told me that deep inside he feels the same, he was just too timid to tell me that thinking I might have some trauma on es

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