Life in a past
"Mother this is... is... a girl from the outside," Nick
stammereds. Nick's mother's face hardens.
"Are you stupid boy? If your father finds out about this..this
girl, he will kill you and her both."
"Mother please! She's hurt and hasn't slept for days. God knows
if she had a decent meal."
"All, are right she can stay up in the attic. Just for the night.
Hear that? Now," she grabs your hand, "we better fix that
cut of yours." You turn around just in time to find Nick winking
at you.
In the kitchen Nick's mother sits you down on a stool. She wadles over
to the cuboard bringing back a bottle of liquid and some gause.
"This might hurt a bit," she grumbles. She dabs the solution
on your cut. It stings a bit, but you feel the solution working into
your cut. She leans back, seeming to observe the cut.
"Let me show you your room." You follow her to the ladder.
"Theres a couple of blankets up there. Dinner's served at five,
or if you want me to bring it up to."
You turn around to find an old woman checking you out from head
to toe. When she notices you are presence with her watching, she turns
around to Nick. The woman grunts.
