Chapter 2 The Separation

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As we sat there under the old gum tree, we watched the sun rise, I looked over at my mother who was sitting next  to me. She looked down at me and smiled.

"Dakota, when I was a little girl my mum used to bring me down here to watch the sun rise, just like her mother before her, and her mother before her" She said smiling at me then placing her hand on my hair and ruffling it.

"What was Nanna like?" I ask leaning my head onto her shoulder.

"She was the kindest, most awesome person ever" She said, always the same answer when ever I asked. 

We stood up and headed back towards our little hut by the river, this was the same house that has been in the family for generations, and before the house was built it belonged to the original tribe of Perth.

We reached the main doorway and stood there for a moment, just waiting, we didn't know what but we just where.

I looked up at my mother's face, it was covered with absolute horror, she was staring off into the distance, over at the horizon. I looked over to where she was looking and there, on the top of the land, where they land met the sky were two shadows of men, they had guns slung over their shoulders, they were soon followed by a large car. The car almost looked like the cops car, with the large open area in the back, used for the blacks that they took into the station for being drunk around the neighborhoods.

"Dakota, go inside will you dear" My mum said patting me lightly on the shoulder then giving me a light push. I walked into the house then turning the corner into the living room to peer out the window. The two men were definitely coming toward the house.

"Hey what are you doing" Sam asked walking into the room, he was back home for a bit, because he had, had troubles at work. He would never tell me why but there was a long conversation between him, mum and dad.

"I'm watching mum, there are these white men coming towards the house, and she told me to come inside, so now I'm watching her" I said not taking my eyes away from the window.

"Fair enough" He said then walked away.

By then the man were almost at Mum, I could see that she was shaking, something was making her uneasy. I sat there eagaly on the couch, my knee's digging into the soft cushion that I had nelt on.

The men had reach mum and were standing just in front of her.

"hello gentlemen" she said keeping her voice calm.

"Mrs Johnson, we are here on official business, so we ask you to please move out of the way if you know what good for yourself." He said trying to push past her, but she stood her ground.

"Sam!" she yelled not turning from the two men, not long after Sammy raced out of the house and nearly ran straight into the back of mum.

"Oh Gosh what on earth is going on here Mum?" Sammy asked.

"Remember what I told you now do it!" She yelled not taking her eye's off of those me.

I still didn't know why there were here or what they wanted, but the moment that she said those words Sammy's face went dead serious, then he raced inside. I didn't see what he was doing but he was running mad around the house.

He came into the living room with me and grabbed me by the wrist, "Get away from there Oat" he said grabbing me then pulling me away from the window. 

"Sammy what's going on?" I asked looking up at him.

"There's no time Oat, just go around the back and get into the car, and for the love of God try to be quiet" He said then continued racing around the house, grabbing things from every room and throwing them into a bag.

I walked quickly out the back door, grabbing the cross that Mum had taken off for it to be washed, I shoved it into my pocket because I know she doesn't like to leave the house without it. When I made it to the car, Jam was already in there, and Sammy had dumped quite a few of his terribly packed bags. 

"What's going on?" I asked him hoping to get a better answer out of him than Sammy.

"Your guess is as good am mine" He said trying to shove some of the bags over, " Sammy just told me to get in the car and stay quiet".

We looked out the window, and Sammy was heading out of the house again, a bag in his hand, he threw it into the car and then hopped into the drivers seat, and started the engine.

"Hey what about mum," I say leaning over from the backseat.

"Just sit down and stay quiet Oat" He said then drove off.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 13, 2022 ⏰

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