The character in this drabble belongs to Eoin Colfer.


DO YOU HEAR THEM?

Once it had been his hands caressing her: now they crawled across her.

Once his voice had whispered in her ear: now their susurration terrified her.

Once his eyes had met hers: now she could only see them.

They were here: invading her house, her room – invading her.

Why had he left her at their mercy?

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He'd sworn to be true to her 'in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health.'

These were the bad times. Where was he?

She was sick. Why had he left her alone with them?

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Only closed curtains kept them at bay.