Chapter 3: Sneaking out

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* Hey everyone! I hope you like this series so far.Sorry this chapter is a bit short, Im going to continue to write more and more! *

Rodney knew the words that Mister Peren said were not good. The way he said his best friend's name shook him clear. "Excuse me." , he politely said as he ran into the kitchen to find Mae Thompson peering out the window. He ran out the door. "Boy, where are you going? Boy?" . Mae Thompson's attempt at interrogation fade as he ran towards the quarters. He had to be stealthly because Mister Peren was right out front the manor. He went straight to Dante's hut. Sitting in the corner was Dante, pale and sick. Coughing in his elbow. "Dante! Are you okay? What happened?", Rodney said. But it was no use, for those two seconds that he saw him, the fact that Dante did not talk left his mind. Dante did not know how to talk. He just, couldn't. Mae Thompson said he was born like that. He could smile, he could cry, but he could not talk. Rodney felt his head, realizing that talking was useless, he felt his head. He was feverish. Rodney could run to the kitchen and get a wet towel. "Son? Where are you?", his father yelled from the back door. He had no choice but to go into town. "Stay here", Rodney said to Dante. Dante was safe from the overseer because Mister Belle said Mister Peren could not whip children. "I'll be right back" he assured Dante. Rodney ran to the stables and hopped on his horse, Beetle. He rode clockwise around the manor and heard Mae Thompson say,"I'll watch him". As he rode off, Rodney heard his father and Mister Peren chase him and his stallion down the dirt road.  He couldn't turn back now. Dante needed him.

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