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matter how badly it set us back.
    He nodded at Violet and the plate of food. “I think I’ll eat now.” He motioned at Daisy and me with his free hand, the other still holding the knife close to Libby. “You two go fill me a big ol’ bag with more food. This young woman can keep me company while I eat.”
    I started to reply, but Violet shot me a look. “Do what he wants,” she said calmly. “Let’s get this over with.”
    I watched as she led Libby to the bench and sat her down. Studying the necklace, Violet spoke softly to the young child in a comforting tone, “Now, you just stay here and we’ll have that off of you in no time. Don’t play with it.”
    “Come here, young lady,” the man called out, holding up a spoonful of stew. “You take the first bite so I know this ain’t poisoned.”
    Violet did as asked, wiping some of the slop from her chin when he tried to feed her too large a spoonful. I noticed his eyes wandering about on her body. For a moment, I considered charging him and pummeling him into the dirt. But the necklace warned me not to.
    His dirty hands slid over Violet’s hips; I saw her blanch. Recovering quickly, she pointed away from the cabin. “Not here,” she said aloud as I followed Daisy inside. “We need to do this away from the girl, okay?”
    Again, I wanted to charge him but something told me Violet was just doing what she had to, all to protect Libby.
    The two stopped near the road. I stared through the front window, watching as Violet laughed and turned away slightly. When he reached for her breasts, she playfully slapped away his approach. More giggling followed and I became stupefied.
    “What the hell is she doing?” I asked. Behind me, I could hear Daisy digging through the cupboards.
    “She knows what she needs to do,” Daisy replied. “She’ll keep him at bay.”
    Again, he pulled Violet in close, attempting to kiss her neck. She resisted, but not enough for my liking. His hand rose on her back, pulling her near, causing my stomach to twist. When that same hand slid down to her rear and patted it, then squeezed, I lost my patience.
    “Give me that damn bag,” I shouted, turning to face Daisy. “I gotta get out there before this gets any worse. She doesn’t need to go this far.”
    I grabbed the bag from Daisy’s outstretched hand, only for her to drop it before I could get a good hold.
    Her sharp inhale and hands shooting to her mouth caused me to spin.
    That’s when I saw the attack.

Day 1,014 - continued

    I hadn’t seen the initial plunge, the one that caught Daisy off guard. However, I did witness the next two. And they were as brutal as anything I’d ever done myself.
    The plate was in mid-air when I turned around, the man’s hands now off Violet’s body, clutching at his midsection.
    Her arm twisted behind again, and I saw the glint of sun gleam off of the steel blade. A second time, or perhaps already a third, Violet thrust the blade into a free spot that wasn’t guarded by his hands. The drifter fell forward to his knees, his hands searching for the weapon. But it was in vain; the damage was done.
    With another blow, Violet plunged the blade just below his left shoulder as I sprinted from the cabin towards the melee. Pulling it out, she leaned in for one last cut - the kill shot to his throat.
    By the time I got to her, she was kicking the nearly dead form, screaming obscenities.
    “It’s over,” I shouted, wrapping my arms around the seething teen. Still she pushed at him. “Violet, he’s dead. It’s done.”
    She loosened in my arms, dropping the large pocket knife to the dirt. Leaning past me, she spit at him. “Piece of rotten, no good, slimy shit,” she spewed.
    I held her for a few moments more, making sure he was dead. The gurgling from the bloody froth coming from his neck ceased, as the last semblances of life did as well. Only then did Violet nod and look up at me.
    “We need to drag him across the road so your wild pets can have