Against All Odds:2
OF COURSE YOU ARE
As they zipped
toward kits away from level 31 she felt a sense of security she had missed for
so long.
"So what did you say your name
is? Mine's Bob"
"I don't have a name really. I used to, but I left that me, and that name
behind."
"So what should I call you?"
"I guess you could call me
Shamira. I always liked that
name. Sira for short. It means protector you know. I'm no
protector, but I wish I were. I wish I were a guardian. It's my dream, but an impossible one."
"Nothing's impossible, at least
that's what I believe, but it is getting harder to believe."
They
made their way towards into his apartment.
She looked around as he began to make up the couch. He smiled at her
when he was done.
"So, you hungry?" I have some…well we could order some food."
"Sure"
"So Sira, what'll it be?"
"What ever you want"
"You're the guest."
"Fine then. Any good fast food places around here? You
know like burgers and fries or something?"
"Sure" replied the now solemn
sprite.
It
was at this time that Sira began to wonder if it had been a good Idea to go
home with him. She felt like she was betraying him. She felt that she had lied to him because she had concealed her
identity, and she had, but for a reason she felt justified it.
"So what did you say you wanted?"
"Fires and a shake would be fine
thanx"
"Okay"
Dinner
consisted of an awkward silence, and a young starved girl making a pig of her self
in front of the man she loved.
Sira's
eyes began to droop. Bob noticed this,
and quietly suggested they go to bed.
Then added "separately of course."
As
her eyes closed she felt the security of his presents mixed with uneasy
guilt.
