Jay B.R. Wokky Ch. 12.3 — Rescued and Ch.12.4 — At Old Bob’s House

Ch. 12.3 Rescued -- Someone hauled her to her feet. Janine looked up into the face of Old Bob. Janine began to pound him with her fists. “I hate you. I hate you.” Tears ran from her eyes. Old Bob grabbed her wrists. “Hold on there, Missy. You’re like a treed cat tonight. Stop screeching…