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In the dead of night, the darkness that FBI agent Olivia Knight escaped from, found its way right to her doorstep… 😱 💔 😧 😨 Forty years ago... The young girl was quiet as the social worker led her by the hand into the Alexandria Orphanage. The social worker had clammy hands, but they were warm and comforting to her. She clung to them tightly like a lifeline, wondering what her future held for her in the big, terrifying building that towered over her. She wanted to go home, back to Mommy—but Mommy was gone. The girl had watched as she was taken away. Maybe she was going to an orphanage too. She didn’t really know what an orphanage was, only that she was being sent to live in one while they figured out what to do next with her. The social worker looked down at her with a disapproving glance before bending beside her to roughly wipe something from her face. The girl recoiled at the gesture. She preferred it when the lady was holding her hand. “Try to be good when we get inside,” the woman told her with a sniff. “I’m going to have to pull some strings to get them to take you in.” She always tried her best to be good. Sometimes, she tried so hard that even her best efforts to sit still and keep quiet irritated her Mommy. Mommy was hard to please, but she tried all the same. She loved her Mommy more than anything. She hoped she would be able to see her again. She’d never spent so long away from her. She felt tears welling up in her eyes, but even as they spilled over her cheeks, she remained silent. She’d mastered it as an art. The social worker rang the doorbell. It echoed somewhere behind the imposing door; the two of them waited in silence. After what seemed like forever, the door opened to reveal a matronly woman, giving the two of them a stony look. The woman wore all black and her face was pinched like she had never been happy in her life. It gave her a bad feeling about the place she was about to enter. “Bring her in. Let us get this over with.” The social worker led her through the dark corridors of the orphanage. She tried not to stare too much at her surroundings. She’d often been told that staring was rude, especially when she got caught looking at Mommy for a few seconds too long. But she’d never seen a building like this before, with high ceilings and towering walls that made her want to turn and runaway. The social worker kept an iron grip on her hand, and her feet carried her through, all the way to the other woman’s office. The social worker dropped her hand so fast that the girl wondered what she’d done to upset her. The matronly woman bent her knees slightly to come to the same level as her, giving her a tight-lipped smile. “Why don’t you play with one of the dolls in the corner?” she asked, pointing to several abandoned toys in the corner of the room. The dolls were collecting dust and clearly not very well-loved, but she’d never had a toy to play with before. She soon forgot the horrible building and the scary social worker and the unsmiling matron. She toddled off into the corner and snatched up a rag doll with buttons for eyes and a sewn-on grin. She didn’t quite know what the point of it was, but she loved it right away. She was barely listening as the two women began to discuss her coldly. “I didn’t know where else to take her. She’s not a baby; no one will want to take her in. She’s seen a lot as far as I know. It’s a shock that she’s so well-behaved.” “Don’t be so sure. The quiet ones always turn out to be the worst,” the matron said darkly. “We simply don’t have the room to take her on. We have twenty children here already...” “I know, but this is the only option. Everywhere is over capacity. Too many people having kids they can’t handle. It’s like a plague.” She didn’t know what a plague was. Besides, she was more interested in her new dolly. The smiling rag doll was the friendliest face she’d seen in some time. She held it close to her chest and smiled to herself. It was nice to be hugged. “Alright, well I guess you’re leaving us no choice. We’ll take her, but we expect some extra funds to cover the cost of her. We’re stretched thin enough.” “That’s not my department. I just have to do all the dirty work. I’m up to my neck in social calls for the rest of the day. Can I leave her here?” The matron sighed, rubbing her temple. “Alright. I’ll make some calls about the funding. We really shouldn’t be doing this.” “I appreciate it, I really do. And trust me, she has been good as gold. She won’t cause you any problems.” “A likely story.” The young girl felt a hand tap her on the top of her head and she looked up in surprise. The social worker was standing over her. The young girl made a grab for her warm hand, but the social worker snatched it away. “I have to go now. You’re staying here. They’ll look after you.” The young girl looked nervously past the social worker to where the matron was standing. She didn’t feel good about being left there. Even with the doll clutched in her hand, she felt alone. “Can’t I come with you?” “No,” the social worker said bluntly. “Let’s say goodbye now.” The young girl got to her feet and tried to hug the woman, but she stepped back. The rejection hurt and she felt her bottom lip wobble, but she didn’t cry. She held it back. The social worker glanced at the matron. “See? Good as gold.” She left without another word. The matron showed her to the door, leaving the young girl alone in her office for a moment. She tucked her rag doll under her threadbare jacket, pressing it close to her heart. She got the sense that she wasn’t meant to take it with her, but she needed something to hold onto. When the matron returned, she sighed, her hands on her hips as she examined the young girl. She shook her head to herself, as though the girl had somehow disappointed her. “Alright, little miss. Let’s find you a bed. This is your home now.” Continue reading The New Girl in Town here  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09BBFHB9W

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