Chapter 9: Part 2

People aren’t always what they seem. Take Cranberry Apple, for example. I thought she was a player of some kind, but she was much worse.

What she was after, I wasn’t sure, nor did I want to know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She came to “visit” us an early spring morning. I though that maybe she was going to even things out.

But apparently, that wasn’t the case.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She looked at the kids like they were something to eat. She seethed cold-blooded words and grinned in a twisted way, “Lemon, do you know how much your kids are worth?” Then, her look turned innocently, as if that was a casual question.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I turned to her, disgusted, and in turn yelled at her, “How much are they worth?” As I said it, my gaze turned to Vanilla and Lily.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Still grinning, she waved to me and left the house. As she did she said the final words I would hear from her, “Think about it Lemon.” But that was all she needed to break me.

I knew then and there what she wanted, what she came for. Why she wanted me. She wanted to sell her own children, but she knew Sugar would “provide much more valuable babies,” Cranberry had murmurred to herself after taking a final look at the kids.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In anguish I picked up Vanilla and kept her close. Sugar then came up to see all the commotion.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Are you okay?” she looked at me, worried. “Why was she here?”

I looked at her and without hesistation said it. “We’re leaving.”