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Lunita Nesta
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Rafael did what he had threatened to do. He hated himself for it but it was the best decision he knew of. He kept the fish in his one hand while wrapping an arm around Melanie's waist with the other, placing her as gently as he could over her shoulder. Melanie really did not help matters but putting up a fight. She had kicked him a few times in the ribs. It did not feel very good and he grunted with pain but he was going to get her into that house. "Melanie, this is for your own good. I will speak with your parents, and get a list of the chores you are required to do. I will get them done before nightfall." He felt another hard kick, this time to his stomach. "Please stop putting up a fight, how do you expect me to help if you try to break my bones? Think about it this way, if you break my bones, your chores will not get done, mine will not get done. Where will that leave our families? You are going to pass out from exhaustion. Is this how your father would want things to be? You said he is sick, you need to keep yourself strong. To do that, you need to eat and drink."