"OK Laura. I'm going to pick you up and carry you into the house like your Ma and carried you when you were a little girl. I know you are twelve, but you have just gone through so much pain and suffering from this back at they're house, plus you hurt your ankles when you fell as well as some cuts, scrapes, and bruises from them as well. This will keep some pressure off of your ankles for a little bit."

"OK", Laura said, still whimpering some.

"Honey. Can you come to the door?"

"What's wrong dear?"

"I found this girl in our yard. She needs help. There are some things we can help her with, such as changing her diapers and giving her a bath and some food, and washing and sewing her dress. But she will also need to see the doctor for some cuts, scrapes, bruises, bug bites, and injured ankles."

"What happened?"

"She was kidnapped, abused by them, neglected, and when she escaped, she fell several times and hurt her ankles. She apparently went just inside the trees in the woods along I95 South, and she tripped and fell over tree roots, leaves, and twigs and branches, causing her to hurt herself, but also getting bit by mosquitos and ants, including fire ants, and I can't seem to get her to stop scratching them."

"Wow. That sounds awful. What can I do?"

"Honey, tell you what, I'll take care of cleaning her up from this diaper that she has been wearing for a month without being changed and I'll give her a bath and then take her to see the doctor with our girls, since they too need to go see them. If you could, wash her dress and hair ribbons, don't dry the dress unless the stain comes completely out. Then sew it if you have time before we leave. If not, then it can be sown when we get home. We won't get her anything to eat until after the appointment with the doctor, so that we know how bad her situation is. I'll stop and get them a snack at the Kangaroo Gas Station on our way home from the doctors. I just want to get treatment for those bites and her ankles quickly."

"OK. Hand me her dress and hair ribbons and I will get them washed."

"Let me get her on the changing table, then I will bring them to you while you get the washer to fill up with water."

"OK. I'll also put some stain remover on them when you bring them to me."

"OK. That sounds like a plan."

"One thing though: What color are they?"

"It's kind of a reddish color, with a design on it. I'd treat them as being bright colors."

"OK. I'll do just that."

"Good. Let's get Laura on the fast track to recovering."