Chapter 5

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Faith

I pull into Betty’s house and sit in the car. I was trying to figure out the best way to do this. I glance up in my rear view mirror and see a face. “What the heck?” I said trying to open the door but the person was quicker and I felt a sharp needle go into my neck and everything went black.

Betty

Faith dropped the girls off in a hurry and I haven't heard much sense. The girls were napping when someone knocked at the door. I go to answer it and don't recognize the person. “How may I help you?” I asked closing the door. “You're Tim’s mom right?” “Yes. Who are you?” I asked getting a little worried. “Ben Gallimore, Bryon’s little brother.” “Oh. I remember you now. It's just been a while. Come in.” I said opening the door more. He hesitantly walked in behind me. “Tim’s daughters here?” “Yeah. They are sleeping.” “Well Faith wanted them to go to her parents until everything blows over.” “Until what blows over?” “She didn't tell you?” he questioned. “No. What happened?” “I overheard her tell Bryon and Missi that Tim came home drunk and when she tried to talk him hit her.” as soon as those words came out of his mouth I gasped. “He did what?” “She didn't want to have sex with him drunk and he got mad and hit her.” oh Tim this isn't good. “Can you get the girls to Mississippi?” “Yeah. Where is Faith now?” I asked concerned. “Safe from Tim. I will let her know that you are getting the girls settled for her.” He then walked out the door and then I called Tim.

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