-See that?- The question was impatient and annoying.
They were late again. She had a list of urgent things before she dropped the girls downtown and went to work.
-No.- Hether said staring at Sophie who forced the most innocent of smiles.
There was something in there. She couldn't see. But there was. Explaining to their mother that they had been disobeying orders didn't seem like a good idea either. Not now.
-Don't forget to leave the fruit...
The two girls agreed. It was a beautiful bird. And it flew free throughout that region. And he also didn't like caresses and caresses after the owner had left. Every morning she came and sat on the windowsill and stayed for hours. And then she launched herself into the air, flying high. The sound of other birds enveloped the place.
-Maybe Pitcie decided to fly in here and make a mess.- one of them suggested.
Her mother had a huge to-do list. It was almost a two-hour drive to the city center.
-If you two intend to have a ride...
The warning was clear. Or a ride or a 4km walk up the road. It was no fun when the car was in the shop. Not when they also needed to shop. Much less carry the bags on the dirt floor, which after a few meters were sure to weigh much more than before.
Sophi and Heather might like the place, forgetting the details that everything there was kind of haunted. shapes. Shadows at dawn. Sounds that had no explanation. One looked at the other in silence and remained silent.
-Did you see...?
Sophie who was the eldest was prepared for a big No. Loud and clear. Only she and Heather could see the gliding shadow leaving its mark on the pale wall. It appeared and disappeared between the walls of the huge house.
-Repent of the joke idea?
-Is that you?
I said that we should not have played with these things.- Sophi's voice came very low between her mother's screams. She called from the hall door standing on the huge balcony that surrounded the entire building.
-Better tell...- Heather thought uncertainly.
-Tell? Tell?! And what will you say? Do you know what we brought?
They stared at each other unanswered.
-Has anyone seen the car keys around?
- All right, Things appear and disappear from the place. A very normal thing. It happens to anything.
-Of course, disappear and appear.
Ancient lands bathed in pain and suffering and the blood of generations. Sometimes during the dawn, the wind seemed to bring more than the silence of the swaying banana trees. There was the sound of drums in the distance.
-Are you going to the city library?- Heather asked knowing that her older sister never believes in coincidences or in a thing called fate.
-And why not? If the story they tell out there...
A former slave farm abandoned and sold after being separated into lots, forgotten in the past, became a community of residents who lived their lives, worked, and had a normal life.