Parents and Kids

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Parents and Kids

You know what? I don’t even feel like telling you what happened next. Lisa just got me so mad that all I remember are bits and pieces. What? You want to know anyways? Well…I don’t remember it clearly, but I do know this. The woman managed to flag down one of the Taxi Hub carts for us. We all loaded inside and were off. I don’t know if Mots and Terry were speaking but me and Lisa sure weren’t. I just looked out the window. Trying to calm myself by singing a song in my head I watched the rocky paths start to smooth out. Patches of grass started to make themselves known. After whatever time passed, I spotted the edge of our town. It was far smaller and more spread out than the other city. This was the first time I smiled after the attack.

“Home.” Terry tried to lean out the window. Mots pulled her back in. “Mots, we’re home.”

“I saw.” Mots wasn’t mouthing off. I just said it like that ‘cause I’m getting fumed just thinking about what happened with Lisa. “I told you we weren’t far.”

“Finally.” Me and Lisa spoke together. We stared at each other with blank faces. Frowning, we looked away. “Whatever.” We did it again. This time we didn’t bother looking at each other.

As soon as the cart was parked, Lisa jumped out. She stormed off in silence. Terry and I watched her swing her bulbs around and stomp on the ground. I thought it was hilarious enough to start giggling. You would too if the person you hated was frustrated. You know you would. Anyways, Mots was still inside cart. I think I heard him say something about going to the Mayor’s Office. I don’t know.

Terry tapped my blade. “I’m gonna go home before my parents get mad.”

“You’ll be okay, right?” I was worried she’d faint after just a few steps.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” She hugged me. I started shivering from the ‘flight or fight’ reflex. I wanted to run but was trapped. “Thanks for worrying.” Terry thought it was because I was happy. Oh how she was wrong. At least she didn’t see my twisted face. She let go. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“If I’m not in trouble.” I was being serious but she found it funny.

Terry giggled to herself, waved goodbye then left. I watched her for a few seconds just to be sure. Almost halfway down the road and she stopped to speak with a merchant. I thought she was fine. I barely started to turn and I see her fall. She knocked over a table with small decorations and other knickknacks. I planted my bulb against my face.

“You O.K?” Mots asked from inside the cart.

I lowered my bulb to see him. “Yeah I’m fine.”

“If you say so.” What is that supposed to mean? “Listen, I’m gonna take this guy to my dad’s work so he can get paid. I’ll see you later.” With that, Mots rode off.

Great…they leave me. You know, Mots could’ve at least offered me a ride like a gentlemen. But no, he hogs the cart to himself. Well, I guess it was okay for him to do that. After all, I am a strong young woman. Emphasis on the ‘woman’ part.

So there I go. Walking through the normal buildings and streets and seeing the exact same things as the last few hundred years of my life. Except maybe a few buildings or seats here and there, everything was pretty close to being unchanged. I wonder if they’ll ever add anything new. They should build a fountain. Or at least a park to play in.

The sun was low, Buffles were starting to relax, and I was home. Finally home. I just hope my parents aren’t mad for me being late. Opening the door I walked inside. Normally I would hear someone talking or something moving, but not today. Everything was real quiet.

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