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- Dear Marcail
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The officer, who took his job very seriously, looked from this beautiful young woman addressing him to the child in his grip and slowly released her. Deep shame for his actions was bitter in his mouth as he realized that hed let a screaming woman cloud his good judgment and that he had hurt a child. He had children of his own at home and hed have challenged any man who dared to do what hed just done.
When Marcail felt his hold loosen she ran into Kaitlins embrace. Kate pulled her close and then watched in alarm as her little hand came up to cover her mouth. Rigg came on the scene just as Kate was holding Marcail at the edge of the boardwalk so she could vomit into the street.
There was some conversation behind Kate but the crowd had quieted. That a man had come forward, proclaiming Marcails innocence and claiming to have witnessed the whole episode, Kate was not to know until later. She turned, seeing no one but the officer and spoke directly to him in a shaky voice.
Im sure there has been some mistake. My sister would never take something that didnt belong to her. Im taking her home now.
His voice was a bit strained as he said, That will be fine, miss.
Kate held her sister in her arms and was nearly to the house when Sean caught up to them. Once inside, she gave her sister a dipper of water and then held her as tears streamed silently down her face. She was so upset she vomited again.
Its all right, Marc, Kate crooned softly, as she cleaned her up and tried not to be sick herself. We know you didnt take anything. It was all a big misunderstanding.
Marcail sat trembling in Kates lap when someone knocked at the door. Rigg and Jeff were standing there.
Is she all right? Rigg wanted to know straight away.
I think so, Sean answered.
Jeff and Sean watched in silence as Rigg knelt down next to Kates chair and spoke to Marcail. Youre kind of young to be in trouble with the law, he teased softly.
I didnt take her purse, Marcail hiccuped.
Of course you didnt. There was a man on the street who saw the whole thing, came forward and said it was some boy. Did you see a boy, Marcail?
No, she answered with some surprise.
Thats all right.
Is that man going to come and take me away? Her voice shook and Kate spoke with more confidence than she felt.
I wouldnt let that happen, Marcail.
They talked a little longer and then Rigg took the frightened nine-year-old into his arms. Kate was a little surprised at how easily she went and watched her sister cling to the big man. He stood and spoke down to Kaitlin where she sat.