Butterfly Kills
“Nobody was in the kitchen or the backyard either, not even her mother. She knew that Ghazi was off somewhere doing whatever it was he did after school. She wasn’t altogether sure what, but she was relieved to have him out of the house. She climbed the stairs and listened for sounds of her mother. Her parents’ bedroom door at the end of the hall was closed, so her mother was likely having an afternoon nap. Meeza’s door was also closed.
Dalal silently crossed the carpet and knocked lightly. When ...Meeza didn’t answer, she tried the door knob. The handle turned easily and the door swung open. Dalal stepped inside and closed the door shut behind her. Meeza’s bed was made and the window was wide open, a breeze billowing the curtains into the room. Boo and Meeza’s two favourite dolls sat on her pillow, their glassy eyes seeing all and seeing nothing. The dolls were well-loved, their hair frizzy and sparse from too many brushings. There was no sign of her little sister.
Dalal left Meeza’s room and was near the head of the stairs when she heard the front door open and then slam shut.MoreLess
Dalal silently crossed the carpet and knocked lightly. When ...Meeza didn’t answer, she tried the door knob. The handle turned easily and the door swung open. Dalal stepped inside and closed the door shut behind her. Meeza’s bed was made and the window was wide open, a breeze billowing the curtains into the room. Boo and Meeza’s two favourite dolls sat on her pillow, their glassy eyes seeing all and seeing nothing. The dolls were well-loved, their hair frizzy and sparse from too many brushings. There was no sign of her little sister.
Dalal left Meeza’s room and was near the head of the stairs when she heard the front door open and then slam shut.MoreLess
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