My Gift part2

My Gift part 2


“What, what are you talking about?,”
“I saw your dad and Pablo in Martha’s house,”
“Who’s Martha?” I asked.
“She is a shoemaker.” She said. “She lives next to me,”
 “Why did your dad go there?” She questioned.
“I, I don’t know why,” I stumbled why did he go there?
“Should I take you there,” she said excitedly. “After all she is my neighbor,”
I felt my body tighten and my head growing bigger and bigger.
“I’ll come with you. But aren’t we supposed to go to school,” I said as my hands became to tumble again.
“We can; but we don’t have to,” she said with a grin.
“Ok let’s go” I said with both hands knotted behind me.
We ran towards Martha’s house. We ran past trees and a lake. By the time we got there Martha was about to leave the house.
“Martha,” Maya shouted.” “Don’t leave,”
Martha turned back in shock. She looked around as if she was finding an excuse.
“Martha, did you see dad,” I spilled out my words.
“Who’s dad? What are you saying? ,” she said 
“Masha’s dad! He came here a few minutes ago right,” said Maya
She started biting her lips, as if she was scared of us. Her palm seemed to sweat.
“I’m not allowed to tell you,” she said.
“Tell us me promise I won’t tell dad that you told me please,” I begged her with all my heart.
“Fine, come inside,” she said, with the relief. 
Her house was filled with all kinds of junk. It reminded me of my mother‘s trunk of junk. Could they be related some how? I thought to myself could I find the answers about my mother here?
“ Our village is in trouble,” she said with a panic. “This is going to be hard for you, but you asked for it. There is going to be an attack on the village. It’s not going to be easy to handle with. The ridicals will attack soon. Your dad went to the forest to talk with their leader. To stop them.” She said dramatically.

 “The ridicals, the ones dad used talk about in the stories.,” I said as I felt me knees getting weak. “ I never thought they were real,”

“Who are the ridicals,” Maya asked with hands behind her back. She’s just like my mom. Excited yet emotional.

Will continue in the next post…


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