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It’s all a blur, really. My first memory that is. I remember I was in our house, well, more of a small shack than a house. It was abandoned near the river. Perfect hiding spot for us.
Black Maggie woke me up. I rubbed my eyes. “Conn, we have to leave.” I tilted my head to the side. I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t know a lot words. But from her face, I could tell she was scared.
She picked me up and wrapped her shawl around her shoulders to cover me. “Close your eyes. And don’t open them until I tell you to.”
And we ran. I didn’t know what was going on. But could hear people shouting and running after us. I only know now that they were Crowe’s minions looking for her.
We stopped at a house. A house that I would later know as Spark’s place. My mother banged on the door.
“Sparks! Sparks! It’s me! Please let me in! Please…” She looked back, the men chasing us were getting closer and closer. So we ran more.
Eventually, we stopped at a tavern. At least I think it was one. This time, she took out lock picks. Unlocking the door she came in and closed the door behind her.
“B! B! Are you in here?!” My closed, but I could hear a light switch on.
“Maggie?” A gruff voice asked. “Leave.”
“I know I know, I know. But I have no where else to go.”
“I said leave. I’m not getting involved with you or the Underlord. So go or I’ll force you out.”
“Wait!” She sighed. “Open your eyes.” I opened them and she pulled back her shawl to reveal me. I don’t remember what B really looked like. He was big, like a minion but it’s all a blur.
“If you can’t take me, take him. Please. They’ll kill him if they find me with him. He’s my son.”
“And they’ll kill me if they find me with him! Go!”
“They don’t know what he looks like! They don’t know his name or anything like that. Hell, I don’t even know if the Underlord knows about him!” She looked back, checking for anyone outside. “The fact is, he’ll be safer without me. I know he will. Please, just take him for a bit.” B looked at me and finally, took me from Black Maggie.
“Fine. But you better come back and I don’t want to see your face in this place again.”
“I’ll come back. And I swear on myself that you won’t see me anymore.” My mother took one look at me, kissed me on my forehead and left.
After that, B took me to the back, and set me on a bed.
“Don’t leave this room at all unless you want to end up like your father alright?” He then left, and locked the door.
However, I got out. I may hadn’t learn to read or talk right yet but I did know how to lock pick my way out. Black Maggie’s priority to teach me that.
I walked out and bumped into someone’s leg. B. He looked down at me. I was scared so I ran back in the room. B grumbled something about how of course my mother taught me how to lock pick. He sat me back on the bed and took something off his plate. I know what he was eating was called biscuits.
I stared intently as he ate. He asked, “Want one?” I babbled. B groaned and got up. He took another off his plate and gave it to me.
“Doesn’t know how to talk but he can lock pick his way out. What type of woman…?” He sighed. After I was done, I fell asleep. All I know after that is that Black Maggie came to pick me up. And that)s pretty much really.