She was slightly surprised after her initial reaction, which was relief. Before Tabitha had time to speak, Sammy
had uttered what she would have said.
"What are ya doin' 'ere?" asked the as much surprised Sammy
Tabitha noticed there was no malice or disdain in the boy's voice, he wore a grin upon his face.
"Same thing as you, it seems," replied Tabitha to Sammy
nodded slightly, as if accepting what she had stated.
"Yeh, guess so," he said as he began to squeeze his body through the crevice in the wall.
For a moment Tabitha thought he would get stuck, but realized this was foolish, for he was as skinny as her and managed to slip out unhindered.
With a few sideways glances to check the coast was clear, Sammy
stepped to the side of the crevice in the wall.
"He be waitin' for yeh," stated Sammy
to Tabitha simply.
Tabitha acknowledged this and brushed past Sammy
Gibb, making her way to the tight opening in the wall.
Tabitha had more trouble then Sammy
did, for she tore the long white singlet she had gotten from Madame Claudia. She did not pay heed, for the rip was only an inch or two long and was near her lower leg. Tabitha was also wearing some old undergarments, proper ones, probably ones Madame Claudia had back in the day before she led a life of sin.
(to be continued...)