Chap 11 Swastika Blues

by Shin

 

 

 

“Good morning,” Sara called.

He got out of bed and planted a kiss on her cheek and went into the bathroom.

“That good huh?” she called after him.

As they loaded their bags into the SUV, he became distant, before saying,

“ Sara, I think I have too many things on my plate. Can I take a rain check on meeting your mom?”

“ It's okay,” she said tentatively, “ I just thought we are here.....so I built an expectation.”

“We'll have to come back again,” he replied.

They slid into their seats.

“My mother ….. ,” but she stopped. Then suddenly said, “ I like the fact that you deal with things. My godfather has been sooo...pre-occupying me my entire adulthood.....I feel like the light is brighter today. Tom, my first husband, got along with him great and I thought....I dunno what I thought.”

She leaned over and they kissed.

“Where will you be at?” she asked as the SUV made traffic.”

“Is there a pistol range in town?”

“On Myrtle and Hill, North,” she replied.

They came back to town center and he dropped her in front of the house, under the watchful gaze of Joe Willard I.

Florence was having breakfast in the dining room. Doc was out visiting a patient.

They spent the morning catching up on stories. Florence told her about Arthur and the conservatory project.

After breakfast, Sara walked over to the pool area and called Krish. She had to tell him about the flyers.

 

He wasn't answering the cell phone.

She called Akron, another student at the center and inquired about Krish.

“The center will be closed for a while,” Akron replied. “The place has been thrashed and someone put swastika signs on the walls.”

Sara caught her breath and stared in front of her.

“What happened?” she asked again.

“Well, the police were there the entire afternoon, picking up clues. They talked to passers-by and been trying to get some information but so far they don't have much.”

“How's Krish? Is he injured or anything?”

“ As far as I can tell, Krish is fine.”

“Why can't I get him on the cell phone?”

“Thrashed,” replied Akron.“But if you want to talk to him now, he's having a bath.”

“What? Where?....” Sara uttered sharply.

“In the bathroom, in my house.”

“His wife?”

“She's gone and left him. He thinks maybe she might have thrashed the place. Bad temper, is what Krish said.”

“She's gone?” Sara asked.

“She's gone,” came the reply.

“So..... ,” Sara couldn't bring herself to focus.

“The police are investigating both possibilities. Krish thinks she's gone to her sister's place in Yuma, Arizona.”

“Okay, tell him I called,” she said and hung up.

She then quickly dialed Randolph.

“No way,” he said. “ I'm in Raleigh, with a load. After that I'm off to Richmond. Did you say they painted swastika signs on the walls?”

“ In red paint,” she said.

Randolph's laughter was cracking up the cell.

“Sister,” he called her, “ we haven't done anything like that since '73. I dunno what this is about but you ought to talk to your yoga master again.”

She hung up and was in quite a state of consternation at the events.

She called up Matt. He answered the phone but told her to hold. She could hear the sound of gun shots in the background. Then he answered.

“How's it going?” she asked.

“Practice makes perfect,” he replied. “ How are you doing?”

“Too many things on my plate,” she answered. “ I just needed to hear your voice.”

“Honey, if something's wrong, I can wrap it up here.”

“No, No,” she responded. Then breathed a deep sigh. “I'm dealing with things and then I'm dealing with things,” she said.

There was a pause.

“Sweetheart, you're coming here to shoot,” he commanded.

“I can't,” she said, “ I don't really know how.”

“You've got one of the finest as your teacher. It helps.”

She felt a quick change of heart.

“I think I'm falling in love with you,” she said.

“Don't you dare stop,” he replied.

 

 

 

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[Marie]

hHings are starting to get very interesting...
Do you mean "thrashing" or trashing"?