The sibilance of sound as his voice spoke in endless waves. Sentences ebbed and flowed in the dark – always the same ones with slight variations.
“I’ll keep you safe, Caitlin. I swear…”
“She’s all I have left. Please…”
“Should’ve grabbed you before she did and run…”
“Sorry. Caitlin, I’m so sorry.”
If you’d like more than just a taste, there’s a reading of this chapter on YouTube: