Last week, Briar found drawings that told him a “Tay Child” lived in the blacksmith’s house. I’m skipping past Briar getting distracted while on his way to tell Shannen and Charles what he found. He follows a trail of blood to the upstairs bedroom, where he finds the blacksmith and his wife dead. Between the bodies, one of their daughter’s dolls lays face down in a creeping puddle of his blood. He sits down below a shelf full of dolls to collect himself.
Holding one of the ragdolls in both hands, Briar laid his head back against the wall below the shelf and stared at the wardrobe’s open doors.
“You saw what happened didn’t you?”
The doll didn’t answer him.
“You watched from your shelf, pretty as maids, while your friend drowned in Father’s blood, and you said nothing, I’d wager…” he flipped the doll around and looked at the hem of her dress “…Jiadexin.”
Annoyed with the doll’s refusal to answer him, he tossed it carelessly over his head. This time when she tumbled down from her shelf, she brought all of the silent witnesses down with her.
Please check out the other talented writers participating in this week’s Six Sentence Sunday. These are some of my favorites: Sarah Ballance, Krystal Wade, Monica Enderle Pierce, Siobhan Muir, Sarah W., Pippa Jay, Kelly Seguin, and Steven Montano.