V. The PackageA Chapter by Christina JonesI was about ten minutes from reaching Nikai’s place. Good thing too, because Annabelle was getting hungry and definitely needed a diaper change. I dialed Nikai’s number again. It rang three times and I almost hung up thinking she wasn’t going to answer yet again, but then she actually answered. “Hey sis! I tried calling you this morning.” She said in a bouncy tone like always. “I know I have had a busy morning, I tried calling you back, but you didn’t answer. We need to talk Nik are you home?” I said as I turned on to her road. “Yeah I am home. Does this mean you are stopping by? I cannot wait to see Belle! You received a package this morning too! You can open it when you get here.” I could hear her doing something in the back ground. “Yes actually I just pulled on your street. You said a package? I will be there in a few minutes. Belle will be happy to see you; she has a package for you also.” I said with a little hint of sarcasm. “Oh, nice! I can’t wait to see what it is! See you in a few!” We hung up the conversation and I just giggled to myself. Nikai was so gullible. I pulled in her drive and she was outside waiting for us.
As soon as she seen my car she hurriedly threw what looked to be a cigarette on
the ground and squished it with her foot. I turned off the ignition and just
sighed. The girl was supposed to quit months ago. I am not going to nag her
about it though. She is a big girl now and can make her own decisions, being 22
and all. Before I could open my door Nikai was already half way to the house with
Annabelle. I just smiled and shook my head, got to love it. I grabbed the bags
and headed in myself. I walked in closed the door and turned the corner to place
the bags in the guest bedroom. I could tell she spiffed it up a bit right
before we got here. That must have been what she was doing on the phone. I
noticed a picture of our mother on the dresser. I picked it up and lightly
touched her face as I thought of how wonderful and beautiful she was. She loved
everything in so many ways. I never seen her mad or upset. I don’t know how she
could do it. I would love to have her here right now to help me with what I am
dealing with. I let a tear well up in my eyes and placed the frame back in its
spot. I wiped the tears away and left the room. I found Nikai and Belle in the living room
sitting on the couch. Nikai was smothering Belle in kisses and “Auntie loves
you”. I sat on the love seat perpendicular to the couch. “So where is this
package at Nik?” I said as I watched her change Belle. “Oh, it is in the kitchen
on the counter.” She said gasping for clean non- stinky air. I just giggled and
got up to walk to the kitchen. I saw the package on the counter. It was an
average looking package. Standard cardboard box all taped up. There of course
was no return address. I grabbed a knife from a drawer and cut it open. It was so
stuffed with Styrofoam peanuts I almost missed what was in the box. It was a
small wooden ball. It had beautiful flower and vine carvings all around it. It
didn’t make sense to me. What was this thing? Who would send me a pretty carved
up wooden ball? I looked closer at the carvings
on it. They were definitely hand crafted and it looked really old. I noticed on
one of the vines it had some writing: Fatum
est in pila fati. Quod petis, gubernans te in via. I couldn’t
tell what it said; it was in a different language. I went into the computer
room and pulled up Google. I typed in the words and hit search. They came out
to be Latin. I don’t even think we are Latin. This is getting so strange for
me. I read the translation aloud, “Your destiny is in the ball of fate. It will
lead you on the path you seek.” Okay well, if it is in it how do I open it? I
googled ‘ball of destiny’, of course no suggestions. I went to the living room to
find no one there. I looked around a little baffled. Then I heard a door close.
I turned around swiftly and seen Nikai shutting the guest room door with a
monitor in her hand. “She is out like a light! She must have needed a nap. Did
she sleep at all on the way here?” She
said as she turned the monitor up on high and set it on the counter. We sat
down at her little island counter in her kitchen. “No, actually this is her
first nap today. We have had a long morning, let me tell you. This package, did
you ask where it was sent from?” I asked as I got up and started some tea. “Yes
actually. I asked the postman where it was sent from when I noticed there wasn’t
a return address. He said it was sent all the way from the Cayman Islands! How
exciting is that! Have you visited there and didn’t tell me? What was in the
package?” She said with so much excitement I could hardly understand her. “No
Nik, I haven’t ever been there. I do remember mom saying something about the
Cayman Islands at one point in time. Just how she visited there once and it was
quite an adventure or something like that. I wonder if it was from her a long
time ago and it just got to us. I don’t
know. There is Latin writing on it that says ‘Your destiny is in the ball of
fate. It will lead you on the path you seek.’ I am not sure what this means yet
or how to open it. I tried to find similar balls like this one online and there
is nothing.” I poured us both a cup of tea and sat down. “Nikai, I have to tell
you about this morning. Then maybe you will understand a little bit more on
where my head is right now.” She sipped
her cup of tea and set it on the counter. She gave me this very concerned look
and said, “What’s really going on Eden? Silly stuff aside. You seem really
stressed and then you get this strange package. I am starting to get a little
worried.” I took in the steam from my tea through my nose and savored the
fragrance. I took a sip and looked at Nikai. “My house was broken into this
morning…” © 2013 Christina JonesAuthor's Note
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Added on November 19, 2013 Last Updated on November 19, 2013 AuthorChristina JonesBridgman , MIAboutI am 23. I have a wonderful fiance that I could not live without and we share a beautiful daughter that I would do anything for. We have a 2 1/2 year old black lab named Bear. He is humongous :) We co.. more..Writing
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