Yully Hughes stayed in her room, where her father told her to, not wanting to upset him.
"Yully," her father called.
Yully rose and crossed to her wardrobe.
Yully ate slowly, enjoying the stew enough to start a second bowl.
Yully watched him, alerted by the same sense of uneasiness she felt around her father lately.
Yully closed the door behind her, shaking out of fear and cold.
Yully fled the pub for her car and opened the door with cold, fumbling hands.
Yully slept deep and late despite the events of the night.
Yully shook away her lingering fear.
"Yully," the owner of the bed and breakfast, Moira, called through the door.
Yully ate quickly without touching her phone.
Yully drew a deep breath and leaned over the railing to see him.
Allowing a smile to escape, Yully pulled the necklace free.
Yully concentrated on the small itch in her mind that told her Jule was near.
Yully cracked the door open, suspecting the man named Jule was there even before she flipped on the lights.
Hesitating only a moment more, Yully moved towards him and knelt.
Yully trotted up to her wing and pulled a spare blanket out of the main linen closet.
Yully stopped in place.
Yully recognized the fire in the back of his gaze and retreated.
Yully saw the next blow coming, then the next and the next.
Yully stopped at the end of the driveway and squeezed her eyes closed, tormented by her conscience.
Yully kept her gaze on the man Jule battled until his back was to her.
Yully spun out as she shoved her foot to the floor again, wincing when she hit him and drove him into the side of the garage.
Yully opened the door and looked around wildly.
Yully shoved Jule fully into the passenger seat of her car and ran to the driver's side, throwing herself into her seat.
Yully glanced at him.
Yully reached the turnoff for the cottage and sped as fast as she could through a winding road.
Yully went to the back door, which she remembered always being open.
Yully returned to the car.
Yully swallowed hard and steadied herself.
Yully stood, tightened her grip, and yanked.
Lightheaded, Yully sat heavily.
Yully moved towards him and dragged his fevered body close to the fire again.
Yully dozed twice and forced herself up.
Yully woke with him and pushed herself up, expecting the worse.
"You may be the exception," Yully said.
Flustered, Yully started to rise.
Yully closed her eyes, entranced by the sensations.
Yully snapped back to her senses, her eyes opening.
Yully touched her swollen eye and cheek self-consciously.
Yully didn't push him.
For once, Yully was grateful for the almost allergic reaction humans had to her.
Yully, where are you?
My daughter, Yully, has had a trying few days.
Yully listened, dismayed by the lies stacking up on top of one another.
"It's a pleasure, Yully," the younger of the two men said.
Yully asked, not expecting the news.
Know that I do it because I care about you, Yully, and want to keep you safe.
Yully forced herself to her feet and strode through the house to the garage.
Yully lowered the weapon slowly.