The next 48 hours were a blur of dealing with the Death Squad – the Medicine Woman, the undertakers, the florists, etc – but even that ended; Flu and Obi found themselves alone in Grandma’s house. They were comforting each other over her loss when the discussion turned towards her final words and their future. Flu had seen how uncomfortable Grandma had been in those final days and was certain that the words were not of stable, lucid mind. Obi was even more certain that Grandma’s last words were not to be taken literally or seriously. And so, the two were determined to continue with their regular lives and their regular jobs despite the exhortations and the death of their grandmother.
The duo might have continued that way if not for a house call from the Medicine Woman a fortnight after Grandma’s untimely passing. It was midnight when the knock came. It was three minutes after the bewitching hour when Obi, disheveled and still covered in the dust of sleep, peeped through the door-hole and invited Medicine Woman Scarlett into their home. Two more minutes passed while Scarlett got comfortable – enough time for Flu to find her way down to the living room.
“To what do we owe this great honor?” asked Flu
“What a beautiful home Grandma left to you.” Flu and Obi nodded their thanks for her recognition. “However, you must leave it. Before the sun does rise, you must be gone.”
Flu and Obi exchanged a concerned glance and then alternately they addressed her. “What is going on? Why must we leave? Where would we go? What happens when the sun rises?” Scarlett gave them a mournful look, shook her head, and stood up to leave.
Four hours passed while Flu and Obi packed their things and prepared for their journey. The conversations with Grandma and Medicine Woman Scarlett convinced them they had 46 days to find their real parents.
But who were their parents? Where were they? How should they even begin to look?
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