Chapter 270
270 – Can’t Catch A Break
Madeline:
“I’m not sure, but it seems like they left not just in a hurry but in fear, ” he explained, observing how everything was left untouched, almost like they rushed out.
“ Well, they deserve it,” I remarked, folding my arms across my chest. But hesitation remained in me. It did not make sense.
“Well, let’s go,” Baxter added, and I cleared my throat.
“This place is empty now,” I replied.
Baxter turned to face me.
“Madeline, you are seriously not suggesting we stay here? That couple and their children left in a hurry. Shouldn’t that be a sign of danger to you?” he questioned.
And finally, I gave him a head nod. He was not wrong.
As we stepped outside, we watched our children find one of the kids‘ toy cars, and they were playing with it, giggling and laughing, having no clue what might have happened inside.
“Come on, kids, let’s go,” Baxter told my children, who turned to look at him and then at me.
“Mommy, are the bad kids inside the cabin?” Bodhi asked, probably because he was concerned that the kids might have seen him play with their toy.
I made eye contact with Baxter, letting him deal with it.
“No, kids, it seems like they have left, so we will leave too now, ” Baxter replied.
As soon as he said that, I noticed the look on my children’s faces. They looked almost happy.
“Does that mean we can stay here?” Elara questioned, and the others nodded with her, agreeing with the idea.
However, Baxter quickly shook his head.
“No, not really. Kids, we will not be staying here,” he remarked.
I noticed my children’s faces were a little dull the minute he said that.
“But why? We don’t have a home, and this is such a pretty home. Remember, it was our home in the beginning,” my kids mentioned.
“Yeah, but then they took it, so it’s their home now. And we don’t know when they will return, but their stuff is inside. So it is bad manners to take someone’s home,” Baxter explained.
It was the best excuse he could come up with, just to not upset them.
“But when we left, they took our home, so why can’t we take their home now?” Bodhi remarked, making me look at Baxter, waiting to see what he would say next.
My kids could be very difficult to deal with, and I knew that well.
“Well, we are not like them, right? We will not take someone else’s home, correct, kids?” he told them sweetly, but I could already tell my kids were not going to understand him because they started to shake their heads and
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“Mommy, please, can we stay here? I’m already tired. I cannot keep walking, and I don’t want to get wet in the rain again,” Gina cried, and seeing her cry made Elara cry too.
“I don’t want to leave. I want a home. This is our home now, ” Elara insisted, taking her sister’s side.
“Okay, kids, listen. You remember the family that lived here? They left in a hurry, which means this place might not be safe. So why would we stay here? We will go and look for a place that is better for us, okay?” I finally took over because I could tell they were giving Baxter a hard time.
Baxter was being sweet toward them, but sometimes you need to be a little strict with children, or at least give them a reality check, which I decided to do.
I wanted to speak with them honestly.
“But the outside is not safe either,” Bodhi complained.
And although he was right, this place was creepy. For whatever reason the couple left, I did not want to find out.
“True, the outside can be dangerous. But remember, we don’t know how dangerous this place is. So it is better that we leave and find a new place,” I told my children, who started to pout and cry again.
I hated seeing Baxter look so upset, because he had made it a habit not to disappoint them.
Whatever they wanted, he would give it to them. That was why I took over.
I did not want him to be the one to tell them no. I could tell it was difficult for him.
However, since the adults made the decision, the kids had nothing else to do but accept it.
But the minute we stepped toward the door to leave, my son started to gurgle and dropped straight onto the floor.
Then there was silence. It seemed as if he fell and went into a slumber.
As soon as Bodhi’s body hit the floor, I stumbled forward. My hands trembled as I dropped to my knees beside him.
“Bodhi! ” I screamed, my voice cracking while gently touching his cheek.
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