The aftermath

James

I had a nightmare. A masked man was dragging my wife away from me.

Avery was screaming my name and trying to hold my hand. I was trying to run to her, but someone who’s face I couldn’t see kept dragging me back.

“Avery! Avery!” I kept screaming in fear, but my wife was disappearing before my very eyes.

“Avery!” I screamed as I jumped awake.

“Nephew, You’re awake!” I looked up to see Uncle Luther looking down at me with a worried frown.

I felt dizzy as my memories started to flood my mind. I remember that we were attacked by northern men, and they had overpowered me before I blacked out.

But what happened to my wife?

“Uncle? Where’s my wife?” I asked and Lizzy suddenly appeared and rushed to hug me.

“I’m here baby. You were passed out for hours, I was so scared.” She cried against my shoulder.

I pulled away from her and frowned. “Where’s my wife?” I asked again as the nightmare replayed in my mind. “Where’s Avery?” I added for clarity but Lizzy looked away.

“Nephew maybe you sho