Avenging Sweeney Chapter 10
Sweeney paced the floor as things ran through his head. Thoughts of the sailor, hoping Anthony would not turn him in and he could trust the boy. Sweeney was trusting him, and hoped he would not fail him. He had one of his long lost daughters, after all. His thoughts also reminded him of what Sandi had said to Anthony.
"But I realize now that his soul was still trapped in the room. Moms had already passed over, which is why it didn't work."
Sweeney glanced down to his photo of Lucy and sighed a little. "So it looks like you really are gone now, Lucy."He touched the photo and sighed, shutting his eyes. As he shut his eyes, another flashback was had.
"Life is for the alive, my dear. We could have a life us too. Maybe not like I dreamed, maybe not what you remember. But we could get by."
Sweeney shook his head. "No, no, Sweeney! You don't like her! She's the reason your wife is gone!" He said slamming his hands down on the vanity, looking into the mirror. Through the mirror, San
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Sweeney blinked. Still slightly in shock from learning all this.
"Mr Todd?" Anthony asked, looking a bit closer to Sweeney, noticing the scar on Sweeney's neck. "Someone, please can't you explain what is happening?"
Sweeney sighs and rubs his temples. "Too much has happened to explain."
"Please, Mr. Todd. What is the scar? Where is Mrs. Lovett? Why are the shops so dead? Please..."
"I don't think now is the time, Anthony..."
"Mr. Todd..." Anthony gave an almost pleading look. He could tell something happened, by the way Johanna reacted, then by Sweeney's own reaction.
Sweeney stayed quiet. It was a long silence. Sandi watched Anthony's pleading face, determined to know the truth. She then looked to her father, who had been looking down. He didn't seem to want to tell Anthony what had happened. After the long silence Sweeney looked up.
"I trusted him with my daughter, I should be able to trust him with this..." He looks to Anthony, and sighs out a bit. "Anthony...
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Sandi sat the razor back down on the desk. She wouldn't need it for now, besides which, it needed some
sort of case. She finished unpacking and setting up, before deciding to go back into the barber shop
to see her father. When she entered, he didn't say a thing, or even look up. She tilted her head in he
thinking of something? Or maybe even plotting?
~Somewhere else in England~
Johanna was at the window sitting. It felt weird to her if she wasn't sitting by the window. It
wouldn't be easy to adjust, but she was free, and with someone she cared a lot about. He saved her
life and she loved him. Not just for that, but because of his sweet and kind heart. Also by the way he
It was like love at first sight for the both of them. She remembered the first time she saw him
outside her window and how he looked up at her. Remembering that made he remember the events a few
days ago. She shivered slightly, but then felt arms wrap around her. The arms of her sailor.
He held her