269\u2013The Runaway Family\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo what? Why was he angry at us?\u201d I complained.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Baxter watched my face while I sat back. I waited for the rain to stop because I was going to go, and this time I was going to confront them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I guess Baxter noticed the silence from me and thought I was planning something.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you thinking, Madeline? Please tell me,\u201d he insisted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to set their cabin on fire,\u201d I replied, and I watched Baxter\u2019s eyes widen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We sat there for a few hours, and honestly speaking, I was really hurt because every now and then my kids would start crying, talking about how they did not have any toys or books left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We did not even have any more clothes on us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When the rain stopped, I put Gina down, and Baxter noticed how aggressively I stepped out from the shelter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMadeline, stop,\u201d Baxter urged.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He put the kids down too as he rushed after me, trying to hold my hand, but I swiftly freed myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Baxter, I\u2019m not going to sit silently. I\u2019m going to give them back so hard,\u201d I stated briskly, making my way toward the trail.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter had no option left but to come after me now, but he took a moment to gather the children first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, as I started to step on the trail, I began to feel something was not right.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My steps were heavy because the rain had turned the ground into mud, but I kept going.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I reached the top where the cabin stood, I noticed that the family was not around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBonnie!\u201d I screamed to get her attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked at the ground and saw they had set up two poles, and between them was a rope with laundry drying on it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was now drenched in rain. Some of the clothes had fallen to the ground and were covered in dirt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBonnie, come out!\u201d I yelled again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It struck me as odd that they had not taken the laundry down when the rain started.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, I did not care. I was only here to confront her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBonnie!\u201d I shouted, standing next to the big tree.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This time, I noticed Baxter did not stop me. I guessed even he was frustrated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had worked hard in the last few days since we left the packs, and now our home was gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
All our hard work, all of Baxter\u2019s hard work, had been wasted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome out. If you think you can hide here and I will leave, then you are wrong,\u201d I grunted, tapping my foot on the ground.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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200 The Runaway Family\u00a0<\/p>\n
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My body language started to change once I noticed she was not coming.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It frustrated me, but I decided to take one more step and reach the front porch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter immediately put the kids behind his back and kept them a little farther from the porch while he stepped up with me, probably so that if they tried something, he would be there to support me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knocked on the door several times before I leaned in to listen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I pressed my ear against the door to hear anything, but it was completely silent inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay, stand back. I\u2019ll go inside and check where they are,\u201d Baxter remarked, finally taking matters into his hands.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was odd that they were so silent while they had two little children with them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He opened the door and stepped inside. I anxiously waited until I realized I needed to go after him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was my husband, and I was the one who wanted this confrontation, so I followed him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The minute I was inside, I noticed a few things.\u00a0<\/p>\n
First, there seemed to be no sign of anyone around. There were no noises of the children or anything either.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bet if they were here, they would have heard us walk in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter saw me, and he gave me a hand gesture, letting me know we were supposed to stay quiet, so I followed his lead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We went to the kitchen, and it seemed like they had been cooking something, but it was left unfinished.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was a plate of rice and sweet potatoes on the table in the living room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was clear they were not in the cabin and had left in a hurry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But why? Were they so scared of us that they ran away?\u00a0<\/p>\n
If they could not face us, they should not have messed with us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why would they leave a perfectly fine home, burn ours, and then run away?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I stepped into the bedroom and noticed their clothes were still there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The kids\u2018 toys were there too. It seemed like they had brought more stuff from the pack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were given so much,\u201d I complained, though I kept in mind they had probably left in a rush.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBaxter, what do you think happened?\u201d I asked him,<\/p>\n
, noticing he was carefully examining everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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