Apr 10, 2011 18:12
[It takes a while for anyone to speak. When someone finally does, it's a soft, resigned voice. It obviously belongs to a child, but it belongs to a very sad child.]
Does... does anyone know where Mommy is? Her name is Dahlia.
She... she probably wants me to go to her.
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Is this damn thing on?
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[Sorry, Coach, this child's rather timid. Vicious abuse does that.]
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I'm sorry there, young lady. You said you was lookin' fer your Momma?
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Y-yeah. Mommy wouldn't be very happy if I was walking around without her.
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C'mon, Coach, you should be able t' find yourself a little girl...
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The small child is sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall and staring at the ceiling, hugging her knees tight. She looks really scrawny and so pale it's like she hasn't seen any sun since she was born. Along with that, there are dark circles under her eyes and shadows behind her expressionless face that no child should ever have a part of.]
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Hello there, young lady. My name is Coach. Were you th' one on the phone with me?
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Yes, sir.
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