The Boscorelli Bloodline Part Deuce
From the desk of Laurie Lasagna: Hello hello! I hope everyone had a great Turkey Day! I'd like to apologize for the delay in between chapters, but at the same time, I think everyone understands that we can't always control what goes on day to day, right? Anyway, here you go and enjoy!
Thanks to: My awesome editing team!
Chapter 8 - Unckie Bosco
"Yeah…" Bosco said, sitting at Connor's desk with the phone to his ear, "Yeah…ok….alright."
"What's up?" Connor asked, walking in.
Bosco held up his finger to Connor, then finished his conversation, "Ok Tommy, when she wakes up again, tell her I love her ok? Alright man, later."
"She's up?" Connor asked, after Bosco hung up.
"Yeah…." He replied, "She's a lot calmer and all."
Connor nodded, "So…we got a couple of hits off the Amber Alert but nothing came up solid. I have a thought to run past you though."
Bosco nodded a little, "Hit me."
"Where do baby boys go whenever they get into trouble and need to hide?"
Bosco's eyes widened a little, "Their mommy's."
"Exactly."
"You going?"
"I'll be on the air, if I get anything you'll know."
Bosco nodded, then watched his best friend exit the room.
Hanover Pennsylvania was a pretty boring town for the kids that inhabited it. Most of them actually lived outside of the town, and were only there for six hours a day when school was in session.
Eisenhower Drive was the only semi-popular strip in the town. A little over a mile long, it was lined with the basic necessities for any normal human being to survive. Wal-Mart, Panera Bread, Hanover Mall, Target and a grocery store were a few of the establishments that took pride in serving the Hanover Community.
On this particular evening Sarah Bridges and her best friend Natalie Andrews were walking out of Hanover Cinemas with a few of their friends from school.
"So," Natalie started, looking at her friends, "Did anyone else get letters from school about the new assessment tests we're getting?"
"Yes," One of the guys growled, pulling out his car keys, "11th grade, you'd think they know how smart we are by now."
Sarah shrugged, running her hand through her short blonde hair and rolling her eyes, "We should protest it."
"For real." Natalie smiled.
The conversation only lasted a few more minutes, until the reality of curfews began to kick in. After saying their goodbye's, everyone piled into their cars and headed off, leaving Natalie and Sarah alone, waiting for Natalie's mom.
"Someday I'll be allowed to drive." Natalie said, rolling her eyes.
Sarah sighed, "Then I'll stop feeling sorry for you, and get my license too."
"I never said you couldn't get your license because I can't get mine," Natalie replied, going into her purse, "Real quick," she said, tugging on Sarah's arm.
"Awe, come on Nat!" Sarah whined, following her friend back behind the cinema.
Natalie looked around cautiously, realizing that the only thing in sight were a few buildings that were under construction. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her purse then lit one up.
"Killing yourself." Sarah said, rolling her eyes.
Natalie shrugged, "It's either that or dying of boredom living here."
Sarah couldn't help giggle a little, "Yeah."
"When we grow up, we're so getting out of here."
"Yeah?" Sarah laughed, "Where are we going?"
"Anywhere. Philly, Pittsburgh, Baltimore, someplace. It's so crappy here, come on, how many people do you know get stuck in traffic from a cow in the road!"
Sarah held her stomach while she laughed, "For real, right?"
"This place is SO…." Natalie started, but then stopped, looking ahead, "Did you see that!"
"See what!" Sarah asked. She followed where her friend was pointing, in between two new buildings that were under construction, "It's dark, I don't see anything."
"I swear…" Natalie said, tossing the cigarette and taking off through the dirt towards the buildings.
Naturally Sarah was right behind her friend, as they closed in on the job site, "Hello?" Natalie called, "Hello?"
"No one's here, Nat." Sarah said, trying to see through the shadows.
She shook her head, and began climbing through the plywood and cinder blocks "No way, I saw something."
"Jesus," Sarah said, following her friend and trying not to hurt herself, "Be careful."
Natalie flipped open her cell phone and used the bright screen as a flashlight to guide her. At an opening in the mess of construction debris, Natalie stopped and peered inside, "Oh my gosh," she gasped, crouching down so she could see inside the opening, "Hello? Are you ok in there?"
The opening was only small enough to fit a family of Cabbage Patch Kids, but inside sat a little girl, with blonde curly hair and bright blue eyes, clearly scared to death.
"My name's Natalie, are you lost?"
The girl sniffled, while she hugged her knees tight to her chest and slightly rocked back and forth, trembling.
"Why don't you come out of there and we'll help you?" Natalie asked, extending her hand into the opening.
The little girl looked up slowly, "Is the bad man gone?"
"Bad man!" Sarah exclaimed, looking over her shoulder.
"What bad man?" Natalie asked.
"The bad man that took me away from my aunt."
Natalie and Sarah were not only puzzled but scared, "Ok," Natalie started, "There's no bad man, I promise. Come on out, and we'll help you ok? I know you're not supposed to talk to strangers, but I know you're in trouble, and we need to help you ok?"
She nodded, then climbed through the opening to the older girls. Natalie picked her up and carried her back through the construction zone, then placed her on the ground. Getting down on one knee, she looked at the small girl in her eyes, "What's your name sweetie?"
With her small lips trembling, she managed to get out, "Mad…Madison."
Do you know where you live at? Is it near here?"
"In New York."
"NEW YORK!" Both girls exclaimed.
"New York City!" Sarah asked.
Madison was now crying while she nodded, "I live in New York. The bad man took me from my aunt and put me in the car and drove away!"
"Oh, it's ok sweetie," Natalie said, pulling the small girl into her arms, "How did you get away from the bad man?"
Madison looked around, then pointed to the mini mart, "We stopped, and I ran."
Sarah's eyes were wide, wondering how a small girl managed to wiggle through the construction zones without a scratch on her, "Do you see him? Or the car anywhere?"
"No." Madison replied, squeezing onto Natalie.
Sarah pulled out her cell phone, then dialed 911, trying not to shake as the reality of the situation began to creep up on her. In the meantime, Natalie spotted her mother pulling into the parking lot, "MOM!" she screamed, waving at her, while they trekked over.
Natalie's mom, climbed out of the car, "What's going..." she stopped when she got a closer sight at the baby her daughter was carrying, "Oh my Lord."
"We found her mom, someone took her!" Natalie exclaimed.
"I called the police Mrs. Andrews, they'll be here any minute!" Sarah announced.
Mrs. Andrews took Madison from her daughter, and brushed her blonde hair from her face, "You're the girl on the news aren't you? Are you Madison?"
She nodded slowly, and Mrs. Andrews smiled, "The whole East Coast is looking for you."
This meant nothing to the toddler, but when she saw the police car pull up her eyes widened. Police cars meant one thing to her, "UNCKIE BOSCO!"