Hush. Hush. They come. The hungry ones. Go hide in the closet. Whatever you hear, don’t you dare come out. Of course I’ll hug you, but quickly now, and remember, I love you. No, nothing will happen to me because the soldiers will be here soon, and they’ll take care of the hungry ones. Keep the lights off and stay quiet, click the safety off the gun, then aim it at the door and shoot anything that comes through, no matter if you’re scared, don’t think, just shoot.
No. No. Don’t cry. I won’t die. I’ll keep you safe, always. Now I need you to be brave, sprout. Here, cover yourself with my jacket and hunker down, just like that, now. Think of the song we sing every night at bedtime, and imagine my arms around you, little sprout, until I return.
© 2015 by Rebecca Roland
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