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girls, who scramble in
    fear to the safety of their wooden shack. They don’t need to fear my Father and his friends with their guns, but I know they will, based on their reaction to me.

    It’s been two hours now and I haven’t moved from the safety of the tree trunk. Serena has
    come outside and filled a metal tub with water that she retrieved from a small outhouse building.
    She bathes her sister from head to toe, and when Elodie gets out, she flaps her arms and runs across the grass to get dry. Do they not even have towels?
    I can’t stop myself from watching the way Serena’s taut muscles stretch across her stomach as
    she yanks the little black crop top free from her body, forcing her breasts to escape and bounce back down on the top of her chest. I was expecting a bra. I shouldn’t be looking, but I carry on anyway and don’t stop, not even when she peels her shorts and knickers down her legs. She stands completely
    naked and stock still for a moment, staring at the water. I’m assuming its cold and expect her to carefully put a toe in or something, but she just climbs right in and begins to wash herself with a cloth.
    After her body has been covered with white bubbles, she dunks her whole body under before
    thrashing back out of the water and rubbing her hair with more bubbles. Elodie disappears back into the shack and comes out wearing a vest and a pair of shorts. At least they look a little like pyjamas.
    I wonder where it is their Mother gets the money from to get supplies. I have my suspicions
    that it doesn’t come from the same place that Elodie and Serena think it does. They clearly have no inclination of what’s actually happening here.

    After ten minutes, Serena climbs out of the tub and dunks the discarded clothes that were
    lying on the ground into the water. She rubs them vigorously and dunks them a few more times
    before hanging them over a thin wire that runs between the shack and the outhouse. She walks back to the tub and empties the water onto the grass. Afterwards, she stands naked and completely still for a moment, turning her face up to the sun before simply walking back into the shack and
    slamming the door behind her.

    I can’t believe this is how they live. Watching Serena bathe in an outdoor tub and hand-
    washing their dirty clothes in the dirty water, it’s like I’ve stepped back in time. I can’t believe how easy this is going to be for me. It’s almost laughable.
    What must they have thought of me? They claim they’ve never seen another person and, as
    ridiculous as that sounds in this day and age, I believe them with everything I have. I look down at my phone and notice the time. The sun will be setting in an hour or two and I can’t be out here in the dark. I take one last look at the shack and turn around.

    My Father and his friends are all crowded around the back of the truck looking at a map when I
    finally reach them.
    “Kaiden Matthews,” he growls, “where the hell have you been all day?” He screws the map
    up, nods at his friends, and throws it into the front seat.

    I huff and throw my gun into the back of my Dad’s black truck. “I got lost.” I thirstily grab a
    bottle of water and take a big swig.

    My Father turns back to me and sighs. “I told you to keep to the path.”

    Path? There is no path in these woods. He knows that. “I’m back now.”

    “Get in.”

    I do as I’m told and climb into the front cab. I can’t get Serena or Elodie out of my head, but I decide to not tell my Father. Not yet anyway. He climbs into the seat beside me and pulls a black ball cap over his sweaty, black hair.
    Everyone says I look like my Father and I have to admit that there are several similarities in
    our appearances, but I’m not like him as a person. My Father is a good man. He built his business up from a young age and made a small fortune on the stock market a few years ago. He was brought up
    with manners, respect for women, and a need to prove his