Chapter 24A Chapter by Tina KlineLouise struggles with her feelings about what to do or not to do about Michar and Miss Snow.When I walked into the house I came upon the scene of Mr. Black down on the floor playing with our Wolf Children. They were so engrossed in what ever game they were playing they didn’t even notice me right away. I smiled at the sight, a warm loving feeling flooding my body. This is my family and I love them! Then Mr. Black rolled over onto his side part way and looked up at me, a big welcoming smile on his face. “Well! There’s my Louise.” “Mama!” Armand said with a big welcoming smile on his face too. “Mama!” Both twins said simultaneously. There was no way I could possibly feel more welcome and loved in my own home than I did right at this moment. I desperately wished the problem of Michar and Miss Snow would instantly evaporate and be gone. I went and sat down on the floor beside them. “This all looks like a lot of fun going on here.” I said. “We’re having a lot of fun.” Armand made one of his Wolf Shapes march across the floor making growling sounds for it as he did. Miss Starfire picked up a shape and tried to copy Armand’s actions and sounds with it. “Good girl.” I said to her. “Armand is a good teacher.” Mr. Black said. “I am.” Agreed Armand. “Yes you are.” I said. Then I kissed his cheek, then Miss Starfire’s and Mr. Hunter’s. Mr. Black stood up. He reached down a hand and I placed mine in it and he helped me to my feet. Still holding my hand he led me into the kitchen. “Would you like a small meal, my sweet?” That sounded nice. I was hungry and worried. A small meal would give me some energy to think more clearly about what to do in regards to Miss Snow and Michar. “Thank you. That would be nice.” I said sitting down at the kitchen table. I could hear the sounds of the village drifting through the open kitchen window. Sounds of Wolf People going about their daily lives. In the front room I could hear our beautiful Wolf Children at play. I was relieved they always played nicely. There was never any fighting of any kind with them. It was a miracle. But then maybe that was normal for Wolf Children brothers and sisters. There weren’t enough Wolf Children in the village to give me a feel for what was or wasn’t normal. And in my studies of all things Wolf People I didn’t recall learning anything about Wolf Children social behavior but I did remember coming across advice on how to properly rear them. Wolf Parents only gave glowing reports about their Wolf Children. Perhaps they were accurate because I could only give glowing reports for my Wolf Children. But then, they only had one Wolf Child to raise, I had three. As Mr. Black prepared me a quick meal of cubed raw freshly killed meat he kept glancing at me. I smiled at him when ever I caught him. It was forced smiles. I wondered why he didn’t say what ever it was he was wanting to say. He set a small wooden bowl with cubed meat in it on the table before me along with a glass of fresh chilled water. Then he sat down at his usual place. “I can easily tell you’re upset about something.” He looked straight at me as he said this. I picked up a cube of raw meat and put it in my mouth and started chewing. Mr. Black watched me, waiting. I chewed as quickly as I could and swallowed. “Well…I am.” I said. “What about?” Now was my chance to say something about Michar’s new plight. Mr. Black had given me the perfect opening. But I hesitated, feeling nervous mentioning the situation when I didn’t know for sure if I should but I knew I somehow had to. “Well Louise?” I decided it was just best to say it and get it over with. I’d be able to truthfully tell Miss Snow and Pine I had. So I took a sip of cold water and just said it all in a rush. When I finally finished telling Mr. Black the whole story he sat there staring at me with a hard look in his off white eyes. Now it was my turn to wait. And I was very uncomfortable as I did so. Armand, Miss Starfire and Mr. Hunter were still occupied in the living room with their game. I was glad. Finally Mr. Black took a deep breath. “Do you think our Pack is responsible for Michar for some reason?” This wasn’t starting out too good, I thought. “No.” I said. “But still…” “But still what Louise?” “Michar already took his punishment from our Pack and Mr. Stonevalley’s Wolf People.” “We didn’t kill him. The Pack decided for Lesser Punishment. We are no longer involved.” “What about Miss Snow?” “What about her Louise?” “She’s a member of this Pack. We should do what we can to help her.” “Still trying to change Pack Traditions?” I let out a rush of air. “Michar doesn’t deserve to be killed by Miss Rose’s Pack. None of their Pack Members were killed as a result of him having brought humans into our world.” “Eat up.” Mr. Black said. And I did. And as I did Mr. Black watched me. I hated it when he watched me while I ate. But I didn’t say anything. I wondered what Miss Snow was thinking right now. She had faith in me and Mr. Black. I worried she’d be horribly disappointed in us. And I wondered if Michar was even still alive. Had the Pack holding him decapitated him already? Maybe we wouldn’t even have a chance to save him. I just worried. Mr. Black cleaned up after I was finished eating. I went into the living room and sat beside my playing Wolf Children wishing I could be as carefree as they with no worries what so ever. Mr. Black joined us shortly. I tried not to worry. But not worrying
was so hard. © 2010 Tina KlineFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on January 21, 2010 Last Updated on January 21, 2010 AuthorTina KlineORAboutWhen Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in. It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..Writing
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