Julie left the store with the feeling that she had betrayed Rose.
The little drop of sunshine that fell on her face seemed to burn her flesh.
She knew that what she was doing was wrong but that she had no choice. Heavy footsteps behind interrupted her thoughts.
She could hear by the firmness and speed of those steps it could only be one person.
Julie slowly turned around and stared right in the face she had expected.
"Have you done as I have ordered?" the voice sounded angry and hastened.
"Yes sir. She asked me to meet her tonight."
The man lit a cigarette as he continued.
"You will meet her, and I'll be there too."
"Sir, if she would see you..."
"She won't. Just make sure you get all the information I need."
Julie looked down at the ground afraid to even look the man in his eyes.
"Is that understood?" it sounded threatening and Julie winced.
"Yes sir. She told me to meet her at 'The Witters Tea - House' tonight at nine."
"I'll be there."
At that the man turned around and started to walk away, leaving Julie alone, trembling all over.
Her heart felt as if it was jumping up and down in her chest.
Was it the feeling of fear or guild that made her weak but she needed to sit down.
This wasn't her; it was someone else who was doing this, who was betraying an old friend.
Julie remembered being six or seven, playing in the kitchen when suddenly a beautiful five year old girl pulled her arm and asked if she could play too.
She could see by the expression of the girl's face she was desperately searching for a playmate.
Julie laughed as she thought back.
They had spent wonderful hours together, playing with everything they could get their hands on.
But she'd never forget the tears that were in Rose's eyes when her mother came dragging her back up after she snuck out to play again.
For so long, they had been best friends then suddenly everything changed.
The death of her father that shut Rose from every one, that closed the only chink there was left for their friendship to grow.
Then Caledon Hockley coming into her life, the man that had killed the old Rose bit by bit and she could do nothing but watch, watch how the old Rose got butchered.
Julie had hated that man ever since he had one foot in the house.
All the good times they had had, disappeared and flooded away with the tears Rose cried every night.
Julie's heart cried along with her for so long.
Then how could she do this?
But deep down inside she knew she had no choice, this was a matter of life and death....
The little drop of sunshine that fell on her face seemed to burn her flesh.
She knew that what she was doing was wrong but that she had no choice. Heavy footsteps behind interrupted her thoughts.
She could hear by the firmness and speed of those steps it could only be one person.
Julie slowly turned around and stared right in the face she had expected.
"Have you done as I have ordered?" the voice sounded angry and hastened.
"Yes sir. She asked me to meet her tonight."
The man lit a cigarette as he continued.
"You will meet her, and I'll be there too."
"Sir, if she would see you..."
"She won't. Just make sure you get all the information I need."
Julie looked down at the ground afraid to even look the man in his eyes.
"Is that understood?" it sounded threatening and Julie winced.
"Yes sir. She told me to meet her at 'The Witters Tea - House' tonight at nine."
"I'll be there."
At that the man turned around and started to walk away, leaving Julie alone, trembling all over.
Her heart felt as if it was jumping up and down in her chest.
Was it the feeling of fear or guild that made her weak but she needed to sit down.
This wasn't her; it was someone else who was doing this, who was betraying an old friend.
Julie remembered being six or seven, playing in the kitchen when suddenly a beautiful five year old girl pulled her arm and asked if she could play too.
She could see by the expression of the girl's face she was desperately searching for a playmate.
Julie laughed as she thought back.
They had spent wonderful hours together, playing with everything they could get their hands on.
But she'd never forget the tears that were in Rose's eyes when her mother came dragging her back up after she snuck out to play again.
For so long, they had been best friends then suddenly everything changed.
The death of her father that shut Rose from every one, that closed the only chink there was left for their friendship to grow.
Then Caledon Hockley coming into her life, the man that had killed the old Rose bit by bit and she could do nothing but watch, watch how the old Rose got butchered.
Julie had hated that man ever since he had one foot in the house.
All the good times they had had, disappeared and flooded away with the tears Rose cried every night.
Julie's heart cried along with her for so long.
Then how could she do this?
But deep down inside she knew she had no choice, this was a matter of life and death....
