Jessica’s Christmas Feast
Jessica sat at the kitchen table bits of girl bacon left over from breakfast dribbling from her mouth, not sure if she had heard her mother correctly over the clang on the oven door being slammed shut with Lina inside to begin her cooking, had her mother just said what she thought she said?, “What did you tell her?” Jessica asked already knowing the answer before her mother could tell her. “I told her since they were giving us their only daughter to roast for thanks giving its only fair that we give them ours to roast for Christmas” came the reply Jessica feared, she had heard her mother correctly, turning to leave the kitchen her mother went into the living room leaving Jessica at the table with new thoughts of escape and survival. Jessica …