One afternoon, we waited until Cynthia’s stepmother had stepped out. I took Cynthia to  my favorite spot in the woods. We picked a tree stump built for two and talked for hours. It was the most peaceful feeling, something that I hadn’t felt in a very long time. I learned a lot that day. I learned just how evil her stepmother is and exactly what I had to do to save her life.

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