about that. I have always told him to turn the other cheek so to speak. As far as him sparring with boxing gloves in a controlled environment, that’s a different issue.” Laura explained. “Mostly I have taught him not to fight because I didn’t want him to become a bully and become offensive to other children.”
“Right,” Harold agreed. “I know that these things are hard for women to understand. Mary has had a hard time accepting that Aaron needs to defend his rights. Laura, this is something that boys go through, part of growing up.”
Laura groaned.
Harold chuckled. “It’s okay. Our boys will be just fine.”
She hung up the phone and put her face in her hands. “Oh, God. I don’t want our boys hurt.”
Aaron and Danny were waiting for the right time to take on the bully, Bobby Jackson. Laura remembered reading in the paper a while back that the divorce for Bobby’s parents had gone through. Obviously the boy had anger issues and was taking it out on Aaron and Bobby. Because she had forbid him to fight, Danny had become an easy target for him.
She reasoned with herself as she shook her head in frustration, this is one of those issues where you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t. Still her son was in danger from a bully every time he went to school. The boys were biding their time to take him on. Any day she could come home to a son with cuts and bruises, broken arm, or maybe worse.
Chapter Four
As Laura went to work the next morning, she still felt like a cloud hung over their heads. She tried to shake off the glum and paste a happy smile on her face when she greeted Mr. Hudson. She would push all that out of her mind and have a happy work day.
Ralph Hudson noticed again that Laura had something worrying her. “Laura, is something troubling you?” he asked.
She turned a sweet smile his direction and declared, “Oh, no. I’m just fine.”
He walked back to his office with a satisfied smile. He knew exactly how he could help her. He sat down behind his desk and rubbed himself in anticipation. Now wasn’t the time yet.
He watched the clock all afternoon. He must time it just right. Stands to reason he told himself, if she had nothing bothering her then she must be sexually frustrated. He touched himself again. He was the man for the job. He smiled in anticipation. At precisely three, Mr. Hudson called Laura into his office.
Laura walked in with a questioning look on her face, “What do you need, Mr. Hudson?”
He stood up and walked around his desk and put his hand on her shoulder, “I noticed that you are still troubled about something. How can I help you?”
She smiled shaking her head and tried to step back, “Oh, no, Mr. Hudson. I’m just fine.”
“Well, in that case, I know just what to do for you.” He still hadn’t turned loose of her shoulder.
That’s when she looked closer and saw that leer in his eyes again. The smile with the dirty, stained, yellow teeth came closer to her face . Frantically, she tried to dart toward the door.
He held on and maneuvered himself between her and the door. She tried to dodge around him to no avail. He put his arms around her and said, “I can help you, Laura.”
She attempted to whirl around hoping to break loose from his hold. She was amazed at how strong a skinny man could be.
He ca ught hold of her arms just below her armpits and pushed her arms back. Her blouse ripped and a button popped off exposing part of her front to him much to her humiliation.
“I don’t want your help!” She said through clenched teeth as she twisted trying to break her arms loose.
She kicked him in the chin and tried to kick him higher but he expected it and dodged just in time. He still didn’t turn lose of the grip he had on her upper arms. She knew that the way his fingers were digging into the flesh she would have bad bruises on her arms. She thought if she could break her arms lose she could hit him in the stomach
Leighann Dobbs, Emely Chase