Part 10

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The bicycle rattles on the back of Jaco's old washed out red Toyota pickup truck.The truck didn't have a radio ,so I opened the window to listen to the sound of the wind clapping against my ear.Jaco didn't talk much ,just showed me a few trees and then shared the trees history.I liked learning about culture so I made little mental notes about the facts I liked what he told me.

We arrived in town about after 8:00 a.m .For such early time the town was very busy . The town was buzzing with people.I take a look at all the little tent shops  and make my mental game plan.

I get out and start getting the bicycle of the truck. "Put it back." I follow the instruction as given. "I'll wait here until you're done." "Don't you have work to get back to?" "Don't you worry about me,I'll be here waiting for you."
"Thank you." I mouth.

I step into the supermarket.A small place,painted yellow.I grab a small red basket and collect only the items that is ASAP needed.I get to the counter and I need to pay $45.I pay it and I make a side note in my head that I have $25 left.

I walk to Jaco and give him the heads up that I'm going to make a quick trip at the 'Home center'. He nods and takes my shopping bags.He is really nice and has this calmness over him.

As I walk to the shop a group of men sat on a conner of the street smoking and drinking.They stare at me and their eyes follow me.I receive  a weird shiver down my spine . I feel really uncomfortable.

My steps got quicker in the way I walk. I enter the shop,not feeling better,because one of them comes and sit on the step of the door. I quickly glance at everything and take the purple converter with butterflies on them at the first shelf.I want to get out of here.
"That would be $20" I get $20 out of my back pocket ,I pay him and get the hell out of here.

Calculating in my mind,I have $5 left. $5!
The man who sat at the door stopped me when I want to walk out. His hair was braid and he had a short bok beard and a golden tooth.

"Give."
I give him the comforter.
He shakes his head.
"Give."
And he looks as my side pocket.
I take out the $5 I have left in my pocket.
He grabs it harshly and I gasp.
"Give."
I breath in hard, "I don't have anymore,I promise." I tried sounding confident but I lack.
He starts touching everywhere on my body ,looking for money when Jaco points a shotgun at the man's head. The man puts his hands in the air and walk slowly away.Me on the other hand ran to the truck and take short breaths.

Thru the windscreen I see that Jaco as yelling at them or more warning them about something,but as he talks to them he points the gun at them.

Less than 5 minutes,Jaco head my way and climb back into the car. "They are skollies, beware they are like hyenas." He gives me the coke bottle and tells me to , "Drink." and I follow the instructions.Jaco had a way by saying something just once and you do it,without asking questions.He had some kind of power in his voice.He also made us exchange numbers,not that I thought it will have do me any good ,because no service.

As we drive out of town , I come to the realization that I have $0 on my name.Now I'm just as poor as this country.

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