A Child

      Ilona felt unsteady on her feet as her mind spun.  Her mother's words echoed repeatedly in her head, and she could've sworn she could hear her blood rushing as her heart raced.  She felt numb but found herself moving suddenly, making her way towards Mason.  Towards safety.

      The handsome man looked up with a smile ready on his lips, but once he took in the sight of her, it was immediately replaced with worry.

      "What's happened?" he demanded, setting the bowls of food aside and quickly getting to his feet.

      Ilona didn't answer but felt him take hold of her, a hand resting on her waist and another moving to tilt her face up until she was looking at him.

      "What happened, love?  What's wrong?"

      "How... How long have we been here?" Ilona asked, her voice shaky and barely more than a whisper.

      Mason frowned in confusion and shook his head,  "What?  A few days.  Why?"