Chapter Five
Jolie woke, body fighting to get free. Feeling her way around the strangely shifting void, she realized that she was wrapped inside a burlap bag. Struggling was useless, though this confinement was maddening and uncomfortable.
“Please help me!” she begged to anyone who would listen. Her cries went out for several minutes, but there was no response, at least none she could hear beyond the scratchy shroud around her. Once she realized that no one would rescue her, she stopped trying to get free. She sighed hard, attempting to calm herself, although her heart was pounding much too anxiously for that. Her belly was tight; a knot the size of a man’s fist seemed to jostle her insides. “Please, please, let me breathe,” she gasped despondently as if it were a useless venture to eve
