Bring back my child! (short fiction)
Yes, this is Benson's mansion. The new mansion — she had never been here. With a maternal instinct, Nilda felt that the child was here. Of course, here: where else would you keep a kidnapped child if not in a secure and protected hideout? The building, dimly lit and therefore barely distinguishable among the trees, loomed as an impregnable mass. There was still the need to get there: the mansion's territory was surrounded by […]
