The Story of a Boy Part 2
Jewel shrank back against the wall furthest from the door and turned so her body shielded Jared’s.
“Take the boy!” Cried one of the hooded men.
“What about the woman?” Asked another.
“Kill her. We have no use for her,” the first man replied.
One of the hooded men seized Jewel’s arm and tried to pry Jared from her.
“No!” Jewel screamed.
Jared awoke to see his mother being thrown to the floor as another masked man swooped him up into his arms. Kicking and flailing his arms, Jared resisted the man, threw his head back and squealed. Jared’s voice was loud, scrannel and piercing. The men dropped their weapons and fell to the floor with their hands over their ears.
“Shut him up!” Shouted the leader, but none of the men could respond. They were all beginning to bleed at the ears.
Jared ran to Jewel and they both made quickly for the door, not daring to look behind them. They emerged into the town square to see buildings on fire and people running for cover. Jewel picked up Jared in her arms and ran for the cover of the forests. Behind her, she could hear the armed men scrambling to their feet and making chase.
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