Swallow

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“Would you like to see some kittens?” He spoke with a thick Russian accent. “They’re so cute. You must come and see them.”

Gabi’s skipping rope fell to the cobbled ground, discarded in favour of something more interesting, her lively steps taking her to Yuri, the familiar character who tended their garden. She was a pretty girl with the mischievous grin of an only child accustomed to finding her own source of amusement and the temperament of a playful puppy gnawing on a favourite shoe.

Her stockings had shrunk down her legs and she pulled them high above her waist, as she had a hundred times that day, knowing that they would slip down again with each step. But she did not complain to her nanny for she knew that a bath awaited her, and today was a hair day.

“Where are they?” She smiled up at the tall man and his lips parted, showing a row of yellow teeth that fought for space.

“Come with me, just in here,” he said.

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