Page 4 of Bump in the Night
But it won’t happen. Can’t happen. Her father trusted us to take care of her – and what are we going to do? Come into the man’s house to defile her in every possible way we can thinkof?
“Thanks for coming over,” Pumpkin says, standing on her tiptoes to throw her arms around both ofus.
She pushes us together and we both wrap our arms around her. It isn’t the least bit awkward. Well, maybe it is a little – because I have to angle myself away from her to keep her from feeling how hard I am. Because of what I really want to do toher.
But I know that with Pumpkin in the arms of me and Elliot, , everything isgood.
“I always look forward to your visits,” shemurmurs.
“Now, make sure you remember that John and I took real good care of you,” Elliot says, pointing his finger at her. She wraps her fingers around his and swats his handdown.
“Go,” she says, pushing us toward the door. “You’re on duty. I don’t want to get you intotrouble.”
Our true duty is to her – and she’s already gotten us intotrouble.
