Chapter 4......Scaleaha

"Maska, I'm going to Sheeka's okay!?" I yell from my bedroom.
"Stay and have some supper!" She replies.
"Can I take some with me?" I ask.
"If you must!"
"I might stay the night but I might come back. Is that alright Maska!" I ask.
'Okay, just DON'T forget your supper!
"Sleana Savale Maska!"
"Sodie!"

I grab my coat and Scaleaha's pouch off my bed.
I run to the kitchen and snatch the glass container filled with my supper off the bench.
I hurry down the hall and swing around the pile of washing in the dining room.
Out the door, down the steps, along the road back to Ravana Prima.
I retrace my steps following my left, right, left, right pattern.
I grin as I arrive at the wall.
I sit and open my container.
I pull out a piece of bread and nibble at its dry crust.
I finish with a gulp the scramble up the wall onto the roof.
I walk to the trapdoor and gently lift it open.
The town bell strikes Elargo (8).
I imagine that the family will soon be in bed.
Surely not in the kitchen.
I smoothly lower myself down the ladder, pulling the trapdoor shut behind me.
I reach the bottom and smoothly shuffle across the floor and into the hall.
I dash past Sheeka's room and into what I think is Malanao's.
I slide under the bed, my heart racing.
I roll onto my back and wait, and wait, and wait!

After what seems like years feet enter the room.
Malanao's.
I hold my breath my heart pounding.
He lowers himself onto the bed making the wood bend above me.
I wait for another fifteen minutes until his breathing slows to an steady rhythm then crawl out from under the bed.
I stand and put my hand above his mouth then shake him.
He groans then rolls over.
I shake him again.
His eyes snap open.
He looks at me terrified, then opens his mouth to scream.
I lower my hand flat over his mouth and put my finger to my lips.
I pull a knife out from under the bed and glint it in the light.
His eyes widen.
I put the knife in the glass container then pick it up.
I signal for him to stand.
He stays sitting.
I reach for my container.
He instantly stands and follows me out of the room and up the ladder onto the roof.
"Where is my Scaleaha!" I whisper.
"I don't know! I swear!" Malanao replies.
"Tell me!" I say, louder this time.
"I promise you! I don't know where your stone is! I took the bag intending to take the stone too, but there was nothing in there!" He says.
I put my finger to my lips again.
"Why did you want it anyway?" I ask.
"To sell. For money. I am poor. My family is poor. We need money!"
"You don't understand do you! I NEED MY STONE!!!"
" I'm sorry! I can't help you!"
"Fine!" I mumble!
I stand and walk behind him.
Before I know what I'm doing I've pushed him and he is falling slowly off the roof and down, down, down to the cold hard ground.
He hits with a crack and I stare.
Stare at the blood.
Stare at the felling of death.

So Holiya is now a murderer or is she!
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