Friday, 20 June 2014

PART 04

Afar off she could see six of them walking, with feet kicking aside knee deep grassy undergrowth; some on the well worn sandy footpath, some off it, as if searching for something missed.

When she came close to them, close enough to hit them with a thrown stone, she again raised her voice. But suffice it to say that nothing happened; the military men kept walking.

If they could understand the language she spoke they would understand that she had just called them animals. she hissed. she held tightly the cloth bag, she had under her arm. It was like her whole life was in that bag. But it was just some day clothes and a little money. And it was all the money she had.

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