MILDRED
THE GREAT FALL
The little slip from the balcony plagued my mind and fed my dreams with what would have happened if Enid had not intercepted the fall, turning my dreams into a nightmare.
I would come abruptly awake the minutes the body would have connected to the hard floor. Enid had taken the fall instead.
He had looked beyond mad to have me behaving recklessly. Maybe he would have hit me had Chase not been around. I sat by the window and stared at my bruised ankle. It had been about a week now. I was able to manage a walk with it, it healed faster with the help of the ointment.
My back was all healed from Enid's assaults with the silver whip. Now I was freed of the pain my body had been in a few days ago.
Enid was gone from the room. Since the second I had left him with
