Ryan’s chest was filled with rage as he watched Emily shift her weight from one leg to the other and back. It had been a long stressful day of sitting and standing in one place while shackled to the wrought iron bars. When she was tired of standing, she would sit on the floor. When tired of sitting, she would stand up and watched whatever she could watch through the window.
They had spent most of the time watching different types of birds that were playing on the trees that surrounded the house. Ryan occasionally broke the silence that filled the room by explaining the different types of birds to Emily. Emily was amazed at how much the man knew about birds, but Ryan justified his knowledge to being raised on the farm.
From her constant yawning, he could tell the energy from the pizza an
