“I can’t believe my dad took them out in the boat at night. He never goes out on the lake at night. He was probably just excited to get to show it to them. He gets lonely out here since my mom has been going to visit her parents.”
“Your parents are so nice. I like spending time with them.”
“And they like you.”
A buzzing noise came from somewhere. Nara reached into a pocket and pulled out the communication device that projected images onto surfaces. She pointed it at the table where an image of Gilik appeared. I quickly got up and stepped away so he could not see me. The image of Gilik looked distressed.
“Nara, are you safe?”
“Yes.” She said slowly.
“I need you back here first thing in the morning. The diplomats are all dead.”
Also by A.S. Morrison
The Last Golden Rose
Poiye
Hardin’s War
Hardin’s Calling
The Tunnel Dream
The Little Brown Box
A Translation of Inspiration
Three Very Short Stories
Evening’s with Littleberry and Other Short Stories
A. Candle’s Light
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