"What a strange kind of feeling" - Barbara thought to herself. She's been feeling kind of uneasy that day, and she didn't know why. Everything seemed alright: the bedroom was tidy, so was the living room, the clothes were washed (which is quite an accomplishment, considering how tough it is to clean that darn pants), and she even found the time to do the dishes, yet something told her bad things are going to happen...
Barbara decided to forget about the worries, as she sat comfortably at her new armchair and turn on the television, or as she would like to call it, 'the magic box'. After all, it was time her favorite christian broadcast, 'My God's on the March', aired, like every other Monday.
Just as she was starting to forget the feeling, the doorbell rang loudly. 'That's weird, I'm not expecting anybody today, am I? Maybe it's Bobby... but he's supposed to be still at work'.
She opened the door. It wasn't Bobby, but she remembered the face. She had seen that person before:
-Ms. Mason. May I come in? Something bad has happened...
-I knew it, my guts have never been wrong! What is it?
-Ms. Mason... please... You might want to sit down first.
By that point Barbara had become more and more worried, even her new-favourite armchair didn't turn out to be of much help.
Slig sat on the sofa nearby and looked at Barbara in silence, like the words just couldn't escape his mouth. It felt like forever to her.
-Ms. Mason... - said Slig - Barbara.... Bobby...
Her heart stopped.
-...has something happened to my boy?
-...yes. - from this moment Slig avoided any eye contact - It breaks my heart to tell you, but your son had died yesterday.
-I am so sorry, Barbara...
Barbara didn't know what to say, the news was even more shocking that she expected. She just looked at him waiting for the moment when he says it's just a bad joke and everything's fine.
-...How did he die? ...Was it an accident?
-It... it wasn't an accident. Your son has been murdered
-Murdered?! By who?! My sonny has never had an enemy in his whole life!
-He was murdered by his co-worker, Abraham.
That name was not familiar to her at all.
-...what did he do to my son?
-Your son... died in an explosion.
-You mean he was blown up?! Like in a terrorist attack?!
-I am afraid so. Ms. Mason, you might be in danger. We do not know who his next target is, the forces will arrive shortly to protect you by any means neccesary.
-Danger? Forces? - it was way too much for Barbara to keep up, she was felling completely disconnected from the reality.
But then the feeling slowly began to fade, and all started to come back to her.
-Slig... my son... did he say anything... before he died?
Slig took a deep breath.
-Yes... his last word was directed at you. He screamed "Mommy".
END OF CHAPTER TWO