Moly Dorset had her independence taken away by a ruthless pair of killers. Bonnie Jones was found tethered to a steel table. Her life had been destroyed by two monsters. Her whole life was stolen from her, and now she lives in fear of ever sound she hears. Nightmares haunt then every waking and sleeping hour.
My mom had stayed close to dad, for the two months she had figured it would take for his mind, not miss her while she was gone. Mom then got the surgery booked. On the day she had to leave, she let dad know that she would be home in a few days. It was the very first time mom and dad had ever been apart.
A wonderful time of the year. I know it’s been said before, but, I will always, call it from the mountain tops. I will let everyone know, that this is our time to rejoice, and put our differences aside.
The Roberts family had very busy day, building a shelter to protect them from the weather, and animals. Adam, Burt, and Donnie were fast asleep, laying on the mats they wove from vines that cover and destroy trees.
Molly spent most of her day getting ready for their family outing. Molly had met her once homeless friend Foster, and had to display her ability to cope with Donna’s endless gift for gab. Their boys got the scoop on the trip, and the contest.
Peter had received the call saying their belongings had arrived. Peter jumped into his Jeep and went to town to lead the movers to the cabin. The roads are not wide out where the cabin is, and now there was another problem with the delivery truck.