Josephine Part 4

Josephine Part 4

Maddi Renolds

“Okay. I’ll show you.”

“You have them with you?”

“There always with me.”

“Wait. Does this have anything to do with the fact that you wear your shoes to bed?”

Dad smiled. “As a matter of fact, it does.”

He took off one of his brown loafers, and pushed a button on the bottom. Out popped a little compartment where rows of little pills were neatly laid out.

“That’s it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well…I’m not sure, but I thought it might look creepier or something. Like if there was poisonous gas floating off them!”

 “Jo…” 

Dad sighed.

“You have to remember these medicines were made to help people, not harm them.”

“Right. Sorry, Dad.”

“It’s fine. Right now, though, our focus should be on getting out of here.”

“I’ll check the cameras.”

I turned the screens to the camera’s Dad had installed in our house.

“Looks like we’re all clear.”

“Let’s go, then.”

We tiptoed up to the yard. 

“Hello.”

A man in black stood in the yard, facing us.

           I felt an arm wrap around my neck, pulling me into a headlock, and something made of cold metal being pressed against my head, probably a gun. 

“Come with us if you want her to live.”

“Dad! No!” I knew if he went with these men my dad’s life and my mom’s medicines would be in danger.

My father hesitantly stepped forward, into the hands of his enemy.