AncilI had completely forgotten to tell my old friends about Sara and her siblings but I didn’t have to because as soon as Megan opened the unlocked door she was greeted by Sara and a cricket bat to her face. Megan fell to the floor holding on to her jaw in pain as Sara stood in the doorway with the cricket bat in hand. She was about to hit her again but I ran and held her back.
“I’m going to kill you!” Megan threatened, getting up and pushing herself up to Sara.
Sara was seemingly up for the fight because she wasn’t moved by the threat, standing in the doorway ready to swing the bat again.
I held Megan back. She was really eager to get back at Sara for hitting her across the face with the cricket bat but I made sure to keep them as far away from each other as possible.
“Calm down. She’s a friend,” I said to Megan.
“You know this girl?” Megan asked.
‘Yes.”
“Well next time control your girl please.”
“Well next time you should try knocking,” Sara quipped.
Megan tried to get at Sara again but I held her back.
“You’re lucky Jed held me back. You real lucky,” Megan said.
“And you real lucky I didn’t break your face,” Sara said.
I tightened my grip on Megan then said, “Let’s save our energy for the real enemies.”
“He’s right,” Sam said. “The creatures out here can hurt more than a little Indian girl with a cricket bat.” She then introduced herself to Sara putting her hand out for a shake. Sara and Sam maintained a long suspicious gaze at each other. Too long.
“I don’t care who you people are,” Sara said before throwing the cricket bat to the ground and heading back into the house.
“She is quite the charmer, isn’t she,” Cornell said.
“Somebody needs to put her in her place,” Megan grimaced.
“No, just leave her alone. We don’t need another enemy,” Sam said. “She’ll come along.”
We all then entered into the house.
A few minutes after I got inside I put up the barricades and grabbed a couple of things to eat. No. I ate while putting up the barricades. It was an art that I had mastered for the sake of my hunger. I hadn’t eaten anything since I got captured by Dee Baba and I lamented the loss of the food that I missed out on in the grocery. It was most definitely a trap set by Dee Baba to catch me but I still would have taken any opportunity to go back to the store, with more protection of course.
It was obvious that the gang had a lot to talk about so we decided to all gather in the living room. Some of us had to eat, use the washroom or just gather our thoughts individually before we met. But it was time. We needed to talk. We needed to discuss how we were going to move forward. The Midnight Robber had spared their lives the first time around but I didn’t think he would be so merciful next time.
Melanie met Justin and Saraya and they seemed to be getting along very nicely. Sara however sat in the living room all by herself with the television on watching an old Bollywood movie that had been stored in the television set. My mother used to watch Bollywood so my father ceremoniously kept them stored in the television set even though he couldn’t care less about it. I turned them on a couple times to see what the hype was all about and I was just as captivated by it as I was now, staring down the television like a lion eyeing down its prey; wide eyed, still with little motion. The sudden blackness on the television set startled me when I was just getting into it. Misuburah was just about to sing.
“You mind if we interrupt you for a second?” Sam asked. She had the remote control in her hand.
Sara cocked up one of her legs up on the two seated chair picking up all the space on it. She then took out a small pocket knife from her long fitted khaki pants and began sharpening it with a nail file. While doing so she looked at Megan, who had just found a seat on the chair in front of her, menacingly. Megan just rolled her eyes and scoffed. There was a brief awkward silence that seemed to stem from the sight of Sara holding a knife. No one in the room could yet decide whether she was a threat or not. Not even me.
