THE FOOTPRINTS. Journey of no return.

CHAPTER 97: TEARS ABOUND

‘Children crying, children crying and someone trying to stop them,’ the deputy general answered.

Suddenly, a new voice cut through the questioning, commanding and authoritative. "Enough. We're wasting time. Fan out and search the house. They have to be here somewhere." It was Henry's.

She knew it was over, standing where she was she heard it clearly, why wouldn't they also? She couldn't blame it on anyone, the twins betrayed them. They just had to be quiet for about a minute more and it would have been all over.

‘Woman, are you deaf? I said do you leave alone?’ Henry thundered.

‘I stay with my mother-

‘And?’ Henry asked cutting her short

‘No one else,’ she swore.

Grandmother's breath caught in her throat as she heard the sound of footsteps approaching the closet. She pressed herself and the twins further into the corner, praying that they would not be discovered.

The door handle rattled, and Grandmother's heart pounded in her ears. This was it – they were going to be found. She squee