Chapter 3

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His wife, holding their ten-year-old, low functioning son, Brian, nods, points at me, tells him,

"Son, your mom and dad bought you a little wife! Do you like her?"

Brian, looks to be my height. He slobbers and says,

"Like…like."

I stare back at him and laugh.

"Harry, does she seem a bit dim?"

"Don't let them pull a fast one on you!"

A forty-something guy with a black face frowned and swigged from his liquor bottle.

"Are you sure she is normal?"

"Normal! She is an honor roll student!"

May nods and hands over my homework and the awards to him.

They all stare at the stuff, well impressed.

"She has good handwriting too! She will give us a smart grandson!"

His brother, Carl Zweistein, wanted to say something, but an old man, over sixty, stepped forward,

"Good! I promised your father I'd look after his sons, and now Harry's boy will carry on the blood. All that's left is Carl!"

The old man was their uncle, Frederick Zweistein.

"Uncle, I'm forty. No one is going to marry me!"

"I wish I could be like Harry, who can find a girl like that."

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not getting married to you!"

I pretended to be finally realizing that something was up, "Where are my apples?"

The Zweisteins quickly kneel down to soothe me.

May and Fran say, "Here, marry this boy and we will give you better stuff."

I stopped crying.

I point at brain, "But he is a child."

They laugh and say, "Girls, later they get married. You stay here, we will raise you."

"Okay."

They let out a sigh, and turn to the Zweisteins,

"We are going. We need to be paid."

"Carl, please."

Fran and May are now holding the cash.

Carl stares at May.

He speaks to the group, "Did you eat? It has been a long ride."

Frederick wanted to say something, but glanced at Fran.

I knew it!

"Do you have a wife and husband?"

They say no.

"I know people to be your wife!"

Fran and May are terrified now.

"Shut up, kid!"

I hide behind Brian.

"You all said the woman need to be married. So, I can marry. You can too!"

Carl smiled and grabbed his bottle.

They now tried to call the cops.

Carl grabbed them.

"Harry, what do you think? They could stay, you can have the money back!"

Harry agreed.

May and Fran got terrified and screamed.

Carl pulled out socks and stuffed them.

Harry got rope and they were tied and put into a shed.

Then they drove the car to the city to sell.

The next morning, Carl and Harry returned.

Seeing the kidnapper in that state was great.

The Zweisteins not only got a child, they also got a wife.

They told me I was smart.

The only thing that they couldn't get was to let me go out.

I stayed behind Brian.

The only people I loved were the low functioning and I treated him like he was my brother.

Last time, it was the opposite!

It turned out that both of them were abused.

I felt great.

The village folk were so nice to me.

He always protected me and would never let me work.

Harry and his wife didn't like this at first, until Brian did a hunger strike.

They named me something else, telling everyone I was a orphan.

Everyone in the village praised them,

"God has come to their aid."

I liked Brian, since he was nice.

Everyone was worse then Brian.

Last time, under his protection, I didn't end up going insane.