Reaper Unleashed Read Online Free

Reaper Unleashed
Book: Reaper Unleashed Read Online Free
Author: Michelle Woods, Mary Bogart Crenshaw
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blankie clutched tightly in his tiny fist. He smiled at her and she melted inside.  He really was a good baby.
    She got out of bed, walking over to lift him into her arms, squeezing him to her. Last night she’d stopped for food at the small grocery on the way to the motel. She’d been so angry with Marta that she’d forgotten to grab the food she had already bought. She’d considered going back for it but decided against it. She didn’t want anything to do with Marta ever again.
    “Are you hungry, baby?” she asked him.
    “Appiesauce, Mama,” he said around his thumb.
    Sarah smiled; her baby loved his applesauce. He’d eat it for every meal if she’d let him. She carried him into the small kitchenette reaching into the bags on the counter to get the applesauce. She set him at the table before grabbing his bib and putting it on him. He’d learned to feed himself almost a year ago but he was still messy. He normally got more on him than in him.
    After pouring some applesauce into a bowl, she reached for a spoon before setting the bowl in front of him. Grabbing the spoon, he began eating. Sarah turned getting his sippy cup and the baby wipes from the duffle bag she’d packed last night. She started the coffee, and put two slices of bread into the toaster for herself. Sitting down, she laughed when Josh began making choo-choo noises as he brought the spoon to his mouth.
    Looking at her with a face covered in his breakfast, he asked while holding his spoon out to her, “Mama want appiesauce?”
    Sarah shook her head. She hated applesauce.
    “No, baby, you eat your applesauce and then we have to go see if we can find a sitter for you. I have to work tonight.” His little face scrunched up as he looked at her. 
    “Gama?” he asked looking distressed. Sarah felt awful because she’d left him with Marta.
    “No, baby. You’re not going to stay with Grandma anymore,” Sarah told him, her heart aching for leaving him with Marta at all. A hour later she was putting Josh into his seat to go to the daycare she knew was down the street in an old church. Not much religion had survived the natural disaster that had destroyed half the world, and the church building had been converted into a daycare.
    She needed to see how much it would cost for her to have Josh watched at night. They had a flyer in the lobby that she’d picked up last night. On it she’d read that they had evening hours up until eleven at night. She was pretty sure that she wouldn’t be able to afford to leave him there but she had to try. If that didn’t work, she had no idea what she was going to do.
    As she stepped back from the car, a man wearing a sparkling sequined dress spoke to her. “Cute kid,” he said, walking by making a silly face at Josh, who laughed.
    Sarah smiled “Thanks.” She got into the car a little unnerved by the man, who went into the room two doors down from theirs. She pulled away from the parking lot headed to the small daycare. Josh chattered in the back and Sarah smiled as he pointed out every tree. He was fascinated by them and Sarah had no idea why. She turned, parking near the door of the small daycare. Getting out, she looked around seeing a play area; it was small but the area was fenced. It had swings, a short slide, a sandbox, and a playhouse. The building was well maintained and there were four cars and a truck parked in the lot.
    Sarah went around the car to get Josh out, grabbing her purse and his hand when she had him out of his car seat. Once inside the building, it took a second for her eyes to adjust to the dim interior. She walked up to the small counter where a smiling woman in her early twenties with twinkling blue eyes and a kind face sat.
    “Hello, welcome to Sunnyside Daycare, may I help you?” she said while waving to Josh who seemed to be fascinated by the other children playing with a huge toy car race track.
    “Hi, I saw your flyer and I came by to see how much it costs for the after hours
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