3rd Person

If only Jane and Ethan had continue driving that fateful night, they might have discovered that the theater troupe and their pups were only a mile ahead, pulled over on the side of the road to investigate the strange sounds coming from the pair of costume trunks in the main caravan.

The troupe leaders had first noticed the sounds of whimpering just as the sunset, and upon closer investigation, heard a tiny voice whisper, “I can’ hold it!

I’m gonna burst!”

“I think we might have picked up some stowaways.

” The director murmured to his costume mistress.

“Oh dear!” She exclaimed, “Surely not” Even as she spoke, she fumbled for the key to the trunk in question. She slid it into the lock and quickly unlatched the trunk. The lid swung open, and revealed a pair of little boys, both unbearably cute but covered in dirt and grime. They had huge, fear-filled eyes, and were trembling as they stared up at the unfamiliar grown ups.

“Oh my word!” The costume mistress cried. “You poor darlings! How did you get in there?”

The boys exchanged worried glances, then one of them waved his small hands in front of him and chirped. “We aren’ here -this trunk is empty… is just an lusion.”

The adults had to smother the desire to laugh at the cheeky claim.”An illusion huh?” The director repeated. “I don’t know, you seem awfully solid to me.”

When the pair continued staring at the boys, clearly not convinced, the second boy whimpered. “

Please don’ hurt us.” This pup was squirming with the antsy energy of a child desperate for a potty, but before the costume mistress could extract him, he leapt out of the trunk and to her shock-ran to the other one.

Open it! Our sisters!”

“Oh my Goddess!” The overwhelmed woman immediately raced to open the second trunk. When the lid popped up it revealed a pair of identical little girls, easily as similar as the boys except that one was a bit smaller than the other. The costume mistress pressed her hands to her cheeks. “Well l never!”

The larger girl eyed the she-wolf warily as she climbed out of the trunk. “We won’ be any troubles.

Just lets us go an’ you’ll never see us agains.”

and the costume mistress held up her palm.”Now hold on a minute little one. We need to talk about

He was dancing around

come right this way.” The director

smaller girl squeaked with

one is going to hurt him, and he’ll be right back:” The costume mistress promised. “Won’t you tell me what happened?

Orphaned?”

many weeks of surviving all on their own, not trusting anyone and hiding from

only wanted

hugging him close. “‘m so sorry, we’ll turn

also on the verge

gauge their age, and placing them somewhere around four or five. “1 suppose

their heads. “Well maybe can look it up. What are their

that” The

The costume

safe.” The

costume mistress was baffled,

you their names.” The first girl

figured it didn’t make much difference, finding phone service in the middle of the jungle was an impossibility, and by the time they got back to Alta Montarña it probably wouldn’t be hard to locate their parents. They could go to the police or simply look for a panicked couple shouting their names. On the other hand, she ached for what these poor angels must have been through. Their first reactions to being found hadn’t

little girl frowned.

seen Mommy

The boy asserted.

The costume mistress guessed, her voice overflowing with

nodded again, and she opened her free arm to the

blouse, soon joined by their second brother once

director with wide eyes. “We have to

was speeding back in the direction from whence it came, whizzing right past

ever break. His father stood across from him, making his first visit since ordering his captivity. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, only that the king was determined on making it as unpleasant as possible. When he wasn’t being interrogated he was shivering in the cold or listening to his stomach grumble in desperation. He spent almost all his time thinking about his friends and Linda. He hated to think he might

your senses yet, boy?” The king demanded with a sneer, Eric could almost feel his hatred slicing into him with every word. He’d never

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