Through Thick or Thin (Book Two)

Chapter Twelve

Previously on Through Thick or Thin

"Let's go home."

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Mark Point of View

I sat with Ashraf playing on the tablet well phablet. A chip was already inside and everything. I would have to show him how to text and use WhatsApp soon.

I had a modem that I was going to leave here that didn't need direct electricity but worked solely on battery power and the battery only had to be charged twice a week if being constantly used.

Piers Corp was developing a whole lot of devices since recently. I also had a newer version of the power bank which requires once a week charging and stored a lot of power that the ordinary without burning out.

I was going to leave both here and if they needed charging I would make kitten would bring them to the palace so I can recharge them.

The pictures that Ashraf had taken earlier were already on my phone. He would had to send them to his mom soon. I'm sure if the day ended and she didn't get any she would call me yelling how I don't care about her anymore. But what else did you expect from a theater actor. She was always one for the dramatic that's how dad met her.

"Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
For once she was a true love of mine
Have her make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme," A beautiful voice slowly made its way into the living room. It sounded so astounding, magnificent even. Every note sounded like it was being hit perfectly.

"Without no seam nor fine needle work
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Tell her to weave it in a sycamore wood lane," I looked around wondering who was singing. I looked behind at Mina's mom Jana who was still sleeping.

"Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all with a basket of flowers
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her wash it in yonder dry well
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
where water ne'er sprung nor drop of rain fell, And then she'll be a true love of mine
Have her find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the sea foam and over the sand
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Plow the land with the horn of a lamb
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Then sow some seeds from north of the dam and then she'll be a true love of mine,"

"Ash who's singing?" Ash looked up from his game and pointed to the kitchen. "Mina." I got off the ground, slipped my phone out my pocket and began videoing.

Her back was turned to me but I could see her picking at the rice.

"Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
And then she'll be a true love of mine
If she tells me she can't, I'll reply
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Let me know that at least she will try
And then she'll be a true love of mine
Love imposes impossible tasks
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Though not more than any heart asks
And I must know she's a true love of mine
Dear, when thou has finished thy task
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Come to me, my hand for to ask
For thou then art a true love of mine"

"That was beautiful," She jumped a little and turned around. Her face looked flushed and I ended the video. "You have an amazing voice Little light."

"T-thank you." I walked over towards her and watched as she poured water on the rice.

"Who taught you?"

"Ms. Fatima taught me the song. It's Irish and called Scarborough fair. However, if your asking me who taught me to sing then no one. I just tried as a child and I am a little good at it."