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To Raise A Child
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About two weeks later...

Marta awoke with a start. The nightmares had started after Uncle Roberto had appeared. Nightmares of Uncle Roberto taking her away - of men hurting her - of Ricky hurting her. Deep down, Marta knew that her Uncle had given her to the brothel and had killed mommy and Rafael. It was because of her too. She had been bad and that had been her punishment.

Now Uncle Roberto had come to see Ricky. Ricky had sent her upstairs. They had talked - probably planning what to do with her. Marta could feel the tears again and she cried into her pillow. She looked up and on her dresser, she could see the stuffed panda Ricky had gotten her after the zoo. Marta didn't know why he was so nice to her, but she knew it wouldn't last.

Marta was afraid - the time would come for Ricky to hurt her, but she didn't know when. It made the fear worse. She looked at the clock. It was a little after midnight. Now would be a good time. Ricky should be asleep right now.

Marta got out of bed and changed into some jeans and a long sleeved shirt. She grabbed her coat, hat, and gloves and put them on. She tiptoed out of her room and moved quietly to Ricky's room and peeked in. She saw him knelt down in front of candles - lots of candles. She saw a string grasped in his clasped hands and at the other end, a cross with a man on it. Her mother had told her something about that man - named Jesus - but Marta didn't remember it.

Ricky said words softly and Marta had to strain to hear them. "Lord, grant Marta peace and grant me the wisdom to teach her that there is still good in the world."


Marta understood prayer. She seemed to remember mommy doing that. She understood enough to know that was what Ricky was doing - and the prayer was for her. Marta was confused and stepped away. She didn't know why he would pray for her peace when he was planning to cause her harm. She tiptoed down the stairs to the back door and opened it quietly. Stepping out, she closed the door just as quietly.

Part of her said that staying with Ricky was a good idea. Part of her said she was safe with him and he wouldn't hurt her. That part wasn't loud enough as she turned and ran through the streets. She would make it on her own.

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Edited by Enrique, Jan 19 2015, 12:59 PM.
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