06-25-2009, 06:12 AM
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Hallah's shorn hair and ragged clothing made her appear more as a street waif than the daughter of the richest man in Javon. Her face was tear-streaked and pale, but as she noticed Alston her eyes flashed angrily.
"You! This is all your fault!" She screamed, and slapped his cheek. The sound reverberated through the tiny tent.
Alston stared at her, knowing that she was right. He had nothing to say to defend himself.
She whirled around and huddled against the back of the tent, her legs pressed up to her chest. She was shaking uncontrollably and crying.
"Hallah." He said helplessly.
"Leave me alone!"
"Hallah, I--"
"They took my grandmother's brooch!" She whispered. "They took...everything!" She buried her head in her knees so she wouldn't have to look at him.
"We'll get out of this." He told her gently, even though his heart was racing with fear. What had they done to her? Hallah shouldn't look this defeated! They were still alive, so they could still escape somehow.
Hallah's shorn hair and ragged clothing made her appear more as a street waif than the daughter of the richest man in Javon. Her face was tear-streaked and pale, but as she noticed Alston her eyes flashed angrily.
"You! This is all your fault!" She screamed, and slapped his cheek. The sound reverberated through the tiny tent.
Alston stared at her, knowing that she was right. He had nothing to say to defend himself.
She whirled around and huddled against the back of the tent, her legs pressed up to her chest. She was shaking uncontrollably and crying.
"Hallah." He said helplessly.
"Leave me alone!"
"Hallah, I--"
"They took my grandmother's brooch!" She whispered. "They took...everything!" She buried her head in her knees so she wouldn't have to look at him.
"We'll get out of this." He told her gently, even though his heart was racing with fear. What had they done to her? Hallah shouldn't look this defeated! They were still alive, so they could still escape somehow.