The Second Encounter

It was saturday morning. A week had past since her strange encounter. She had thought about it all week long. Her mind was always filled with thoughts, buzzing like white noise. She couldn't focus on anything else. It was raining outside; heavy clouds covered the sky. Although her thoughts had been focused on the stranger that she met last week, she hadn't been totally distracted from the original mission. She still wanted to know where her dad was going every Saturday. Finally, she decided to focus on that alone, and tried to forget the stranger.

Miriam was hoping that her dad would go on his mysterious errand today, so that she could follow, but she didn't know if he would; in the rain. All she could do was wait. She hated waiting. It was an utter waste of time. She flopped onto the floor, laid on her back and stared up at the ceiling. She groaned. She was so bored! "Miriam?" John called up the stairs.

"Yes?" She replied, trying not to sound excited.

"I'm going to go out for a while. Keep an eye on the house for me?"

"Alright dad," She grinned. "Uh, how long do you think you will be out?"

"An hour or so. Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering…"

Miriam sat until she heard the door open, and click shut. Then she dashed to her closet, grabbed her coat, and snuck to the front door. Sher could just see her dad crossing the street. This is it! I am finally going to see where he goes every weekend! She opened the door, and carefully propped it open with a stone. She didn't have her own house key, and she didn't want to be locked out when she came back. She walked down the sidewalk to the crosswalk where her dad had crossed. He had just disappeared, walking on a sidewalk that wrapped around a building. She started walking. Everytime she got too close, she would stop and wait until he got further ahead of her.

She tried to memorize the directions they were going so that she didn't could run home later. Acrossed the street, right, right left, right, left, left. She repeated the directions to herself to memorize them. He had been walking for about 10 minutes, and she followed close behind. He turned left, and crossed the street, crossing right before the light turned. She didn't have time to get across. She knew that she should wait for the light to turn, but her dad was getting away! She could lose him again! She looked left and right, carefully timing her run. She dashed across the street. She looked around for her dad. Bloody Hell. She couldn't see him anywhere! She dashed a bit to the right, scanning for him, and then to the left. This was just brilliant. She couldn't follow someone for 10 minutes without completely screwing up! She collapsed on a park bench. Great, she thought. She lost her dad, 10 minutes from home, and now it was raining. Life sucks. She heaved a sigh, and observed the dark clouds. It looked as if a downpour was coming. She should get home, so that she had time to dry off before he came back. She prepared to get up, right as a man, with a long dark coat, and striking blue eyes, sat down next to her.