JJ’s cries intensified.
Eunie Mae didn’t sing to him this time. Maybe the noise would make the woman realize she needed to change his diaper. A delay might get the clerk inside to notice something was wrong and call the police.
The woman jumped in the car and jerked around in her seat. Her eyes glowed as she raised her hand and slapped JJ’s leg twice.
“Shut up, Ryan! Can’t you see I’m trying to get us out of here! I don’t need you bringing any more attention to us.”
Eunie Mae sucked in her breath and began to sing her magical lullaby into JJ’s ear. He quieted and fell back to sleep.
Tears streamed down the Fiorin’s cheeks. She vowed to keep JJ asleep so the woman wouldn’t hurt him again. She folded her wings across the baby’s soft cheek.
The woman put the car in gear and left the lot as Eunie Mae sang. She kept glancing in the review mirror as if she thought someone was following them. Eunie Mae saw the face of a monster staring back at the woman. He was nodding, a sinister smile on his face.
“Calm down, Dovey,” the woman urged herself aloud. “You’re starting to act paranoid like the doc said you were when Ryan died. What a fool he was. He acted like it was our fault the baby had a bad heart. You don’t get adequate care with the budget group insurance policies. The only docs who accept the cheaper insurance are substandard. It’s their fault my baby died! If we’d been wealthy, they could’ve saved Ryan.”
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