Duha lives alone by necessity not by choice. The world passes her by for the most part. Her past prevents her from getting close to other yaspilrmeth. The world around her is changing to the point where even she can't hide from it anymore. The Drago...
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The soft snore from Duha made me smile. She falls asleep quickly. I looked down at the drawn face of the child in my arms. I hate to think of this little guy crying hungrily in the foundations of a building all this time. He stopped eating and I sighed. It will take a while before he will be able to eat properly. I wonder if that contraption is still here.
Looking over at Duha, I could see she was fully asleep, so I stood and walked out of the room to the third door on this tiny landing. It opened in a room that had all the baby things in it. I laid the boy in the cot and started rummaging through the cupboards and draws.
"What are you doing?" I jumped and turned at Duha's voice behind me.
"Ahh... Duha I thought you were asleep."
"I was until you left the room." She walked up to the cot looking down at the boy.
"We had something to help children like him. I know it was in this room."
Duha lifted the boy out of the cot and stood watching me. "What is it you are looking for?" She asked watching me dig through the draw full of cloth nappies. I stayed quiet as I continued to look, not wanting it to fall out and break. Duha smiled. "The lady that ran this place, she let you take care of the little ones didn't she?"
I rolled my eyes opening the draw next to me. "Yes, she... ahh here it is." I said as I pulled out a metal device.
It was a glass bowl and a spout. The spout had a long tube. The bowl had a lid and a handle that went into the bowl and was attached to a flat disc. I walked back to the other room. Duha followed after a moment stopping in the doorway. "And what does that do?"
I looked up from what my hands were doing. "It gives them a way to drink milk. I don't know how it works exactly but I did have to use it."
Duha came closer to watch as I set it up. I filled the bowl with a small amount of milk and pushed the handle down, making the disc force the liquid into the tube. I brought it over to Duha and put the tube into the boy's mouth. He started drinking hungrily.
"That is clever."
I nodded working the handle up and down to keep the milk flowing. "It is. The bowl is small to limit their intake too. If they have been starving, then you can overfeed, making them cry for hours."
Duha patted my head. "And you said you didn't have skills."
I looked up at her as the bowl emptied. Duha was grinning at me. I saw the pride in her eyes. "What are we going to do with him?"
Her smile slipped from her face as she looked down at the boy. "He will have to come with us."
She sifted him to her shoulder rubbing his back. "You sure?" I asked.
She frowned at me. "What else would we do with him?"
I shrugged, and Duha shook her head at me, laying him on the blanket on my bed. She raped him up; as I got close, she picked him up and wrapped the blanket around me, tieing it behind my back so the boy sat against my chest. "Come on then. Let's get our things and get to that farm." Just then my stomach growled loudly. "Maybe we should feed you first."
