Astrid met up with Enlil and Girra at the Route 3 bus stop as promised. Enlil offered to pack dinner for her, but she refused. Her mind was jumbled, and her heart was aching for the disproportion of wealth in Anubia. She could not belive her friend had to bear the brunt of being poor. So much for God's helping. Bull crap! She thought. Her thoughts were gnawing at her, anger was spiking with each passing minute.
Enlil noticed Astrid being awfully quiet and nudged her shoulder playfully. Astrid was lost in her music. She did not notice at first and Enlil nudged her again. She simply glared at him.
`What's wrong? Got your knickers in a twist?', he joked. Girra smiled at them.
Astrid kept mum. Enlil's smile faded from his face and he held her shoulders to motion her to stop walking.
`Hey, you want to talk?', Enlil spoke seriously this time and yanked her ear pods away.
Astrid shook her head and pushed his hands away. Enlil did not let go.
