Leyla met Matia at the grotto, picking her herbs.
“Was this what you meant?” she asked tearfully, “When you
said my loved ones were in trouble?”
Matia straightened up from her digging, “I am so very sorry
for your loss”, she said softly, shaking her head, “I wish I could tell you
definitively that the danger is past…but I can’t.”
“No!”, Leyla shouted, tears streaming down her face, “You
can’t just give me vague warnings and then….and then…not..”, she choked as her
crying overwhelmed her. Matia sighed deeply, and watched her sob her way to
silence.
“You have no idea what I would give to not have had this
happen. And it was my food that was poisoned…I don’t understand at all. Some
bad juju was at work here”, she murmured mostly to herself.
“So now what? What do we do? Do we just go about life like
two people weren’t just fucking…killed?”Leyla
asked.
Coming soon on smashwords.
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