Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

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Though the morning had started with a drizzle, it had since ceased, yet the sky remained

shrouded in gloom. The absence of sunlight hinted at the potential for more rain.

“How about we enjoy a delicious meal first?”

“Let’s head to the amusement park this morning and have lunch there,”

Jennie insisted.

Sabrina found herself momentarily at a loss for words.

“Very well, I’ll take you to the amusement park. But keep in mind, there’s a chance of rain.

If it does rain, we’ll have to leave, alright?” Sabrina suggested.

“Alright,” Jennie agreed with a nod.

As they settled into the car, Jennie regaled Sabrina with tales of her recent adventures at

kindergarten.

Gradually, she began to show signs of fatigue.

Sensing Jennie’s weariness, Sabrina cast a warm smile and activated the car’s music

radio.

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Upon their arrival at the amusement park, an effervescent joy emanated from Jennie.

After a whirl on the merry-go-round, Jennie gazed up longingly at the towering roller

coaster.

However, her age restricted her from partaking in such exhilarating rides.

Undaunted, she surveyed her surroundings, her eyes fixating on a nearby slide, and off

she trotted.

The slide was situated in the vicinity of the swing and seesaw in the open play area.

A cluster of enticing food stalls lay not far off. While passing by, Jennie was tantalized by

the mouthwatering aroma and came to an abrupt halt. She cast a yearning glance in their

direction and declared, “Sabrina, I want fried chicken.”

Sabrina’s own taste buds echoed the sentiment and she approached the stall to place the

order. Upon turning around, she discovered that Jennie had already ascended the slide.

“Take care,” Sabrina cautioned.

“Got it,” Jennie affirmed before descending the slide with gleeful abandon.

The fried chicken was being freshly prepared, so Sabrina patiently lingered at the stall,

casting occasional glances toward Jennie.

“Miss, your order is ready,” the stall owner announced, presenting Sabrina with their

delectable fare.

Settling the bill with graceful efficiency, Sabrina’s world was abruptly disrupted by an

abrupt, piercing scream, resonating not far from their location and accompanied by a

commotion.

Sabrina swiveled around, her gaze locking onto the disconcerting sight of Jennie. Jennie

sprawled on the ground, struggling to regain her footing.

Without hesitation, Sabrina rushed to Jennie, extending a comforting hand as she inquired

anxiously, “Jennie, are you alright? Where did you get hurt? Can you tell me?”

Jennie, her pallid face a canvas of discomfort, extended her trembling hand, revealing a

palm marred by abrasions and oozing crimson.

“Is there pain anywhere else?” Sabrina inquired with concern.

Jennie shook her head in response.

“Okay, I’ll take care of your wound,” Sabrina reassured, producing a tissue from her bag

and tenderly cleansing the dirt from Jennie’s injured palm. Afterward, she gently blew on it

and inquired, “How did you fall off the slide, sweetheart?”

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Jennie, with a plaintive gaze, gestured toward a boy perched atop the slide and

whimpered, “Sabrina, he pushed me!”

There were two young boys on the slide, and Jennie pointed at one of them, a boy who

appeared to be around eight years old and notably taller than Jennie. It became evident

why the fall had occurred.

Sabrina harbored no doubt about Jennie’s honesty.

Turning her attention to the boy in question, Sabrina questioned, “Did you push her?”

The boy hesitated, stammering, “I… I didn’t mean to.”

“You may not have intended it but what did you do after she fell?”

Sabrina inquired, her tone resolute.

“Come down and offer an apology.”

The boy hesitated momentarily, then slid down the slide’s steps and approached Jennie,

head lowered.

“I’m sorry, I…”

Before he could complete his apology, a woman abruptly arrived on the scene, yanking

the boy behind her. She glared at Sabrina with an intensity that spoke of indignation. In a

firm voice, she accused, “What on earth are you doing? How could you bully a child in my

absence? You’re an adult and your behavior is utterly disgraceful!”

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