ter

through her past and present for the relevance of the mess

vour for a good deed she didn’t remember. She didn’t even know if the anonymous a

her sparkling glass table; the handwritings in both were different. The an

successful. What had never changed was the lemon-coloured envelope with flowery designs at the corner of

hank you,” Vera said w

ne; then she remembered that she had

said and pic

other’s voice was calmer than she had expected.

” Vera said, still no

, I don’t—“ Catherine was talking

eft there because of an emergency at my office,” Vera

said, almost breathlessly

what her mother said. Vera thought perhaps her mind must

thy and powerful heir of Anderson died on the celebration day of his birth paralysed her

u jokin

rine said,

d told her mother she was on her way. V

walking in and out of the building like ant as she drove by. Sh

r of seeing a dead body telling different stories on their faces. Some were crying, so

looked at her. She spread her arms out in embrace and watched her mother walked slowly into it before she wrapped

imself in the head because they found a gun in his hand. The story didn’t look credible for Vera to believe; she had thought

to the thought of how Steve’s parents must have reacted to the death o

?” Vera asked. She had contra

ped and lost consciousness,” Catherine said as she wiped her f

d remained speechless as her mother recounted to her that his father, who was notorious

stop. Vera’s eyes got stuck in the air as she tried to create a

hispering words to each other while looking at her direction. Catherine asked her daught

eyes still on her. They had one particular look, they had penetrating stares of susp

ng words to themselves and at the same time drawing attention from the subject of their gossip — they were talking about her

e gossiping about me,”

id you

r googly eyes on

ngry voice, bringing her focus to her. Vera sa

ant, I had to be there,” Vera said to her mother. Her mot

that you killed him because yo

r mother had said. She had barely let her mother’s words settle

speak with you for a minute

d them, feeling

es

olted her. It was the voice of the woman.She was still trying to comp

She knew this but she had lost strength to fight back, if they weren’t actually good people. Bef

irl frantically ask

en in one?” the man said while he h

ed on what she was made to believe from people who helped her cross the streets, she was supposed to avoid and run away from them. T

looked at her from the rear mirror to know her reaction to what he had said. He could see the traum

re,” the man said and saw through the mirror that he

o them. The man and woman lo

rned with a smile to talk to her; she told the

sk further questions and went silent. They had saved her, and she felt what she could do to return

lt that woke her up; the car had come to

e sound of the car door opening from her side, and felt the full breeze of air and the heat of the sun. D

topped her before she could taste the dust. Eric wrapped his arms aroun

kin again. The place they entered had a cold air that cooled the burn from scorching

The voices were getting closer as they moved. Sara didn’t h

f the voices were other new gods. Eric and Diana had b

ne?” One of t

c said, “but she does

g? She thought. From what she could understand from the conversation Eric had with that person, it looked like t

ey began to walk down the way that looked like it was never ending to Sara. She observ

’s happening” Sara a

’t as sweet as the one she had in the car. Her presence had put he

nside. They stopped after taking about 10 steps forward away from the door; Sara felt th

tting steps towards her that had her heart fol

res, with his deep,

a said to him in h

m Ar