In My Desperate Time

Frances!

Frances, you better be alright.

I wish I could run over and see what's going on.

But now I'm all tied up, and I wouldn't be able to rush over however much I want.

These few hundred meters become the furthest distance in the world for me.

Suddenly, I see something shining in the bushes in front of me. I quickly climb over and see a piece of glass.

I pick up the glass with difficulty and begin to cut the rope on my hand.

The rope is not easy to cut. I'm so anxious that I cut it with all my might. So, I get a big wound on my hand.

Blood flows down my palm, but I couldn't feel the pain.

I'm worrying about Frances. I just want to go in quickly and make sure that nothing happens to him.

Finally, I cut the rope on my hand.

my

almost jumps out of

small house,

I can't even think about it. I can't face

gather my courage and

gun on the ground at

when I see Frances and Andrew

carefully look at Frances’ body. There seem to be no gunshot wounds. But I'm not sure, because he's fighting

I'm still

a corner with his hands and feet tied. It

help Andrew, but she doesn't know how to

me,

might think it's easy to deal with

true. I am no

shrewish she is. And she shows no mercy when she fights

to Andrew after marrying this

question I've asked myself. I was so stupid

is not a good time to think about that. Susan scratches my face with her