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Disturbance #119


Rob lurched to his feet, face red, glowing, his eyes shining, watery, desperately, desperately yearning.
I'd seen that look before. Six or seven years earlier Reverend Samuel had sentried the bedrooms at Leading Light. We'd all pretended to be asleep. He left the girls bedroom and strolled into the boys bedroom.
Through the open door I saw him leading Rob down the corridor. An hour later Rob walked alone back along the same corridor.
I watched him as he passed and he looked at me, imploring, desperation in his eyes.
Distant laughter mocked the night.
I'd never felt so helpless.

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