"Are you sure they aren't part of some gang or something. That boy looks so well built. Can be a hooligan!" suggested Leonard and pinched the space between his brows thinking that they had given shelter to the wrong sort of people.
"Ok, calm down and stop speculating wrong about everyone and everything for once will you?" requested an irritated Natasha looking at Leonard and then said,
"Let's just help them out. Anyways the police must be on its way. We are gonna hand them over and that's it. We will be done! Ok? The social services will take care of them" she asked looking at them both.
"I guess!" shrugged Daniel.
"Let me check up on them if they need anything," said Nathasha and went towards the nursery room, but as she entered, she found the room empty.
The curtain was swaying with the wind and seeing the window open she understood that the two had fled.
"Leonard, Leonard... they are gone!"
"What?" and he came pacing inside and seeing the open window a worried expression spread on his face. He looked at Daniel and then asked,
"Check this room. Check if anything valuable is missing. And... and you have pictures from yesterday right? I mean everything and everyone at the party must have been recorded. Get it on a pen drive. We need to give their pictures to the police."
And he started pacing in the room as Daniel started going through the stuff placed on the table.
"Daniel stop! Just stop it guys! I have seen their eyes. They are not thieves. I have seen the way they looked at us. They cannot be bad people. Just that something is wired wrong in their head. That's all."
Leonard raised his hands up in the air as he was surrendering and then looking at Nathasha he said,
"As if one Mother Teresa wasn't enough the world has two now. One you and the other your father. Don't call me for help when you find something missing."
And muttering that Leonard started walking upstairs.
"I heard that by the way!" screamed Natasha.
"You were supposed to hear it!" yelled back Leonard.
Gritting her teeth, Natasha looked at Daniel, who was flipping a magazine that he had found on the desk. Seeing his callous attitude she flipped and vented out all the anger that she had for Leonard out,
"Daniel, pants! Please! When will you ever listen to me? Sometimes I just wonder how I gave birth to someone like you."
Hearing which Daniel also flipped and slammed the book on the table and said,
"Even I wonder how I took birth in a crazy family of you and grandfather. Oh and speaking of grandfather, he texted that he will be here by 9 o'clock. Just letting you know so please do not call me when he is here. I cannot listen to his crazy stories anymore. Man! What one has to do to be born in a normal family."
And he stormed away.
Taken aback by the cruel words of her son, Natasha took a couple of deep breaths to settle herself out and then walked towards the window again.
Pulling the curtain to the side she looked at both sides of her house. But there was no sign of them. She let out a gasp of air and then pulled the window pane and shut it close. She stood there for a moment and then touched her pajama which was still a bit wet from the tears of Eva.
Without saying a word she took a deep breath again and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
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"Ting-Ding"
"Ting-Ding"
Rang the calling bell and Natasha, who was making sandwiches in the kitchen yelled,
"I am getting the door!"
and paced towards the main door. She peeped through the peephole to check who it was and a smile spread on her lips and she swung open the door.
"Daddy!" she exclaimed and hugged the old man standing outside.
"How did your comet hunt go?" she asked and took away the heavy bag that he was holding.
Atticus looked at her and said, "You don't have to fake support my beliefs" and saying that he placed his palm over her shoulder and gently tapped on it.
"Oh come on daddy!" said Nathasha and went back inside the kitchen.
Her father was Atticus Lincoln, the retired senior astro-physicist of Imperial Academy who was now known as the lunatic comet watcher not only in the town but all over their province.
He was a brilliant man but his recent interest and papers on existence of parallel words in his so called Astral dimensions and his belief in the timing of comets and dark forces had drawn some serious flack from the learning community.
But he didn't care about the opinions of others. He immersed himself in his beliefs and worked continuosly on his thesis about existence of parallel dimensions. He was forced to retire from his post as the authorities where afraid of losing the reputation of their academy.
Unfazed by even the critisicm and mockery from his own family members, he kept on believing in the supernatural.
He sat down on the sofa and started scribbling something on his notepad. From her Island kitchen, Natasha could see that her father was looking extremely elated.
"What happened daddy? You seem happy. Did you take good pictures of the comet or something?" she asked.
He looked at her again trying to figure out if her question was sincere. For a moment he paused but then he said, "If my calculations are not wrong, then I am pretty sure that this comet was the harbinger of something supernatural. And since it was closest to earth yesterday I am telling you, something has happened yesterday."
Then taking a deep breath he leaned back on the sofa and said, "Maybe our earth already has its visitors. Maybe they are from a different planet or a realm, I am not sure but definitely something has happened yesterday night. The amount of negative entropy that I could see in my calculations was way too high. Something supernatural only can compensate for it."
Natasha suddenly freaked out after hearing her words. She wiped her hands and came to the living room.
"So is it possible that someone has time travelled to earth?"
Atticus nodded and said, "There is a possibility of that! Like some one from the future or..."
"Someone from the past!" she exclaimed.