Ackee

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The story.

It was a sad one. Even when I'm telling myself I cry just thinking about it.

But everyone was laughing. You there are this type of people that even a sad and tragedy take could become comedic.

And those were most of the children before me.

We are all laughing at that tale that one was supposed to share tears in. What and ironic fact.

The children have had their feed and many was sleeping.

Marianne played with the fire with a stick as she humm quite satisfying with how happy noted everything ended.

The child still laid in her arms and showed no sign of waking up a. But she was still breathing and that was a sign and it was something good enough for Nana calm heart.

She thought of her husband and then what their argument was.

He asked her to leave the village with him and when she didn't agree. He became angry and wanted to make use of coercion.

She pulled out her gun.

Knowing he couldn't beat her with force he decided to use the words she hated most.

A barreled woman. He Cursed her on her ability of not able to keep a child alive and she almost shot him.

She cried and he threatened to find another woman.

Ha... What a lucky woman she was.

They rolled together in bed when she made her threaten to find another man.

Marianne chucked remembering how red her tailor husband face because when she claimed on going out to find herself another man as he was becoming too old.

Her silly smile faded when she heard a movement in the bushes. She touched the huge book near her.

" Ave... You back, where are the others?! Ave?"

But the latter didn't answer. He walked towards where his food was kept and lady Marianne came to realization that made her smile.

' Did he thinks the children have are his food and could help but rush leaving the others behind.'

This though was cute and Marianne couldn't help but chuckled. The hand of Ave froze he drop the spoon of soup and sat near Marianne after taking his bread.

Nana notice something off of Ave and could help ruffle his head and with a soft voice asked.

" Are you ok Ave? Did the others bully you?"

Ave hand trembled but he didn't drop his spoon.

Marianne couldn't notice this so she continues to asked.

" You can tell me anything Ave... Nana would protect you."

Her words projected when they both first met. Nana told him this same words when she held his small hands.

His quiver, a tear drop fell into his soup.

" Ave... You trembling, what happened?!"

He was trembling. Ave couldn't help but laughed at his cowardness. More tears fell into his soup.

Marianne held his face that was smeared with his own tears. She wipe it off for him...

Just like back then. Ave chocked on his emotions. Marianne face became serious.

" Ave, tell Nana what happened."

Ave opened his mouth but nothing came out but blood.

" Ave."

The soup fell and spilt. Life in Ave eyes were gone. His lips hooked into a happy grin as more blood flowed out.

His face on her grip had became cold.

Poisoned.

Nana contract and teary eyes stared at the bushes far behind them.

She saw it too and her lips opened.

" B-bandits..."

She took the book.

A unconscious child on a hand and a gun at another and behind was quite many numbers of sleeping children.

She shot. Not accurate, nor plan but she just shot.

Her gunshot enough to wake the children up, she screamed to them to run.

It was chaotic. An arrow shot her at her arm knocking the gun of her grip.

Arrows were shot at them.

If the bandits were going to capture them previously. Plans had changed.

They were going to killed them and sell their organs.

Ok now.

Let's me tell you a story of a girl... A girl who wanted to die.