WITH SLEEP CAME THE DREAMS, THE HAUNTING
TERROR OVER AND OVER AGAIN …
… the wagon stood there, the horses snorting and stamping in their traces. The body of his father lay face down in the soft, white dust of the trail.
A big man jumped from the back of the wagon, dragging Theo's mother with him. She struggled to her feet crying and the man slapped her down again. Three other men walked from behind the wagon and jeered. The big man stood above her, grinning. She looked at him, pleading.
Theo heard his mother scream, and while he watched, he whined lowly to himself unable to accept the horrid thing he saw. His security was being destroyed. His father was dead and his mother … Theo was old enough to know rape … Theo the boy had witnessed horror. Theo the man would stop at nothing to avenge his parents. |