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Sarah. A short story.

Note: Sorry for the bad writing and the typos, english isn't my first language

12/12/98

11:23 pm

It's late. I can see the dark sky through the windows of the car while the lights of the lampposts interfere with my vision every few seconds. The radio is on.

"The chain of kidnapping of minors continues to get longer and longer as the weeks go by and the information that the authorities give us is almost nil. Officer Withman assures us that they are going 'on the trail of the kidnapper', we will continue informing."

I change the station and an eighties rhythm began to sound, just a few seconds later I hear a patrol behind me and its lights blind me for a few moments. I stop and the patrol stops behind me. A robust man comes down, with dark brown skin, his face is hidden in the shadow cast by his hat. He touches the car window and i open it.

"It's late, you shouldn't be out."

My hands shake, I cling my hands to the wheel as I turn and stutter my answer.

"Sorry, I stayed working."

His gaze rests on the back of my car, some bags are placed there.

"What have you got there?"

"Only things from work. You see, I work in a shirt company, I do the designs."

I turn and open one of the bags, the furthest falls suddenly to the floor of the car when I take out one of the shirts. I show him and he stays silent.

"Go home quickly, at this time, there is only evil in these streets."

He turns and leaves. I breath relieved. I have never liked the police. Near them, I feel guilty. Although I have not done anything.

12/13/98

12:10 pm

I get home and open carefully while carrying one of the bags. Behind me, my wife, Mary Ann, is waiting for me.

"Honey, how was work? Something new?"

I put the bag in my arms and open the door to the basement, where my old-fashioned studio is located.

"It has been slow. We will soon find something of value."

I throw her a kiss and go down to the basement to leave the bag.

12/13/98

9:16 am

I wake up and listen to Mary Ann preparing breakfast downstairs, I feel the sea breeze coming through the window. A house next to the beach was not such a bad idea. I prepare myself and get down quickly.

"Good morning, darling."

I kiss her cheek as I hug her from behind.

"Good Morning."

It sounded a bit empty.

"Were there problems today? I notice you weird."

"It's the girl. He's making trouble since yesterday. Sometimes I think this isn't for us, honey."

I sit in the dining room and Mary puts a plate in front of me.

"Love, you'll see that it is for us. Just wait for the right time."

"Or to the right one."

We laugh. Mary looks out of the kitchen and calls Sarah to breakfast. She does not answer. She had to look for her and sit her in the chair. He didn't want to talk much but I try to bring her up.

"So what did you do yesterday?"

Silence.

"Sarah, answer your father when he talks to you. We talked about that a while ago."

"I was walking in the park, late, listening to music."

I felt the coldness of his words and Mary Ann looks at the floor. I can't stand when Mary Ann feels bad about it, she has gone through that.

"Honey, it's dangerous, the kidnapper is still loose."

I see his wrists, a thin ring of wounds turns each one. Mary Ann also notices and speaks.

"Were you fighting while you slept? You will hurt yourself if you keep it up."

Mary Ann and I had finished breakfast, but Sarah hadn't touched her food. I see the clock and get up, ready to work.

"Sarah, I'll go downstairs to work, will you come with me?"

Mary pats her to get up and she followed us with his eyes as we left the kitchen. The remains of a bag were in the bin.

12/13/98

5:24 pm

I try to concentrate while a metallic rattle sounds in the background.

"Sarah, I need silence."

The rattling continues.

"Sarah, silence."

It continues.

I got up and approached her quickly, grabbing her wrist.

"I told you that I need silence."

Terror. It's the only thing I see in her eyes.

"I'm sorry ... I'm not like that, you know that I love you, but ... I need silence."

She only sees me, fixedly, with hate in his eyes.

"Keep playing, but quietly."

I look over her and see the wall a little battered.

"Did you do that? Sarah ..."

I turned back to work.

12/13/98

8:48 pm

I'm watching the TV with Sarah and Mary Ann. We are watching a science fiction movie, when a message interrupts the programming.

"Last minute message. One more teenager is officially reported missing after 24 hours without information from her. The police are still giving no signs."

Mary Ann rubs Sarah's head and covers her mouth with one hand while whispering.

"This will never end."

I see her and for a moment I can see the sadness in her eyes, the fear.

"Nothing will happen to us, love. We are safe here."

I grabbed her hand and smiled at her.

12/14/98

9:16 am

I get up and feel the sea a little rough through the window. I hear Mary Ann arguing with Sarah. When I get down I meet Sarah on the floor, next to the door and Mary Ann in front of her with tears on her face. I run and grab her in my arms while she's sobbing.

"I've tried everything, but she doesn't cooperate."

I turn to see Sarah and she is also crying. She is surprised.

"It's just a matter of time, love."

She keeps sobbing. I can't stand seeing her like this. Suddenly, an idea comes to me.

"How about we go in the boat tonight to the sea to see the stars?"

Mary Ann's face lights up and she smiles at me.

"I find it fantastic."

Sarah was no longer crying, just rubbing her wrist wounds while looking at us.

12/14/98

10:36 pm

We are about 50 meters from the shore and the sky is beautiful. I see Sarah.

"You like it?"

She nods and I see Mary Ann. She has a cold expression.

"You know, Sarah. We just want to be good. We try to be good parents, but you make it hard for us. We love you. Do you know that?"

Tears begin to fall down her face as she affirms with her head. I notice that she moves her hands a little.

"Does it hurt you?"

She affirms with her head again, I loosen the rope tied her wrists a little. Only a little.

"That's better. Sarah, we really tried. But I don't think you're the one."

She looks up and starts crying and talking. The tape covering her mouth makes it unintelligible

"I'm so sorry. We love you."

I push her delicately and Mary and I see her descend slowly to the bottom of the sea. I hug her and try to comfort her.

"Tomorrow I will go to work again, we can try again."

"I think it's wonderful."

We laugh.

-Nx.

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