Christy Xenos wondered, was she being taken away to live a good life, or was she being led to her death?
Wendy Clarke was pulling Christy along, Christy was a half-step behind Wendy, just enough to see Wendy's silhouette.
Looking at Wendy's thin and frail figure, Christy suddenly felt as if she didn't recognize her anymore, she seemed so unfamiliar.
This daughter of hers seemed so hasty, pulling her along as if to take her life.
Watching Wendy's eager strides, as if there was no hesitation at all, she did not seem to care about pushing Christy into harm's way.
Christy felt a gnawing pain in her heart, and a stuffiness in her nose.
"Where are you taking me?" Christy asked.
"Of course, we are going home," Wendy promptly answered, without turning her head to look at Christy.
But Wendy had always been Christy's favorite daughter. Christy had great expectations for Wendy and paid extra attention to her.
Christy was extremely familiar with Wendy's every action and gesture.
