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CHAPTER 12: CONCOCTING A PLAN

Alone in my room, a deluge of thoughts on how to rescue Vera flooded my mind. Her face haunted my dreams and I was bound to undo the error I had caused.

Suddenly there was an abrupt rap on my door. It was Amelia, her voice almost drowned by several other gruffy male voices.

I paced to the door and peeped through the keyhole - the din beyond the door becoming awful.

"Open the door, Derek," Amelia snapped.

Another guttural voice lashed out: "Derek, open the goddamn door!"

I was chagrined by the wild shouting, prompting my response: "What is it? Have I done anything wrong?"

Amelia yelled: "You abandoned me for some time now. How do I care for this pregnancy and our unborn baby?

An infuriating and gritty voice retorted: "Open the door!"

The banging on the door persisted.

Hesitantly, I reached for the door latch, Amelia continued ranting. Obviously the outcome of the meeting at the town hall had done nothing to improve my reputation.

Amelia’s words hit me, causing me to be sympathetic at m
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