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The Investigators, Inc. The Case of Carole Ann’s Return. Chapter 5. Little Tiger.
We all got up slowly from our chairs, or from lying on the ground as some were, and went around to the front of the home. Dawn had gotten there first and had everyone’s vests ready to put on and the cat’s backpacks too. For some strange reason, my vest was missing, so Sky, Aasta and myself, along with Muffin and Snow, stayed inside the house while the others went to take a look.
It did not take long and the girls returned, and with them fighting like a wild tiger, was a young girl. I could not understand what the girl was saying, but Aasta knew the language right away and began to talk with the girl. The girl settled down immediately when Aasta spoke to her in her own language. We discovered she had come to see if she could find food.
She was incredibly thin, wearing only small worn out shorts. Her family, which included her parents and her older sister, lived about a 2 hour walk away from us. But her mother died last year after getting sick and her father was quite a wild type man ever since she had died. He often beat the girls and only fed them what he had to so they would stay alive and look after him.
Then a couple days ago some people came down the river to their house and offered to buy the two sisters. But the older girl had done something to the boat motor so it would not work. So, the people had to stay until their friends could come and help them. There was a woman who was in charge and she was a very angry woman who always yelled.
She wants to take them back to her home and take pictures of them, but the little girl did not know what that meant. Then their father got drunk last night and one of the new men shot and killed him. She said if she did not get back home those people would hurt her sister. We were all angry by this time and decided to go take a look at the situation.
So, off we went to find the girl’s home. The girls took turns carrying the little girl, who certainly did not weigh much, and we made much better time that way. Once we had the house, or I should say shack, in view, we stopped to look over the situation. We needed the older sister to come out so we could get her away from these new people.
Otherwise they could use her as a shield and perhaps kill her. We waited for a bit, then the little girl said to wait and she ran up to the back of the shack and tapped on the small window. Then she came running back to us. Soon the older sister came out back and the little girl waved for her to come over here. The older sister thought for a moment, then ran fast over to where we were.
But when she saw us, she was terrified. The little girl talked to her, telling her that we were friends and wanted to help them. Aasta then talked with her and that made her much more relaxed. The older sister was only wearing shorts too, so I gave her my T-shirt to wear. I asked if the people could speak English and she said yes. I also asked if there was anything in their house they would like to keep.
She said no to that. Apparently their father had sold anything of value, including all their clothes. Just then a woman came out with 3 men and a huge dog. It was Lauren! Well, she did not come looking for us obviously, but she found us without even knowing it. “This time we stop Lauren, period,” I said, “no chances now.” I stepped out into the clearing.
“Lauren!” I called out, “This is where you stop!” “You!” she called out, “Kill, Jericho, Kill!” The dog came charging and I shot twice, killing the dog. Then my girls came out and began shooting. Lauren and her group were dead. We do have a problem though, she has friends coming to look for her, then they will find us. We put all the bodies inside the cabin and left.
How many friends did Lauren have out here? How many more would be called to help look for us? It would not take them long to find us. Time for a distress signal tonight. Lauren’s friends were supposed to arrive tomorrow, so we do have some time…plus the two sisters to look after. After returning back to our hideaway home, the girls planned a bath for our two new additions, something they certainly needed.
They had clothes for the older sister to wear, she was 19. I had one longer shirt that they made into a nice dress for the little sister who is 9. Neither girl looked as old as they were and both were pretty girls with very white blond hair and dark blue eyes.
While the girls were getting hot water for the bath, I was intrigued by the large medicine cabinet on the wall. I smiled. That is how to get in touch with Mandar in an emergency. However, Sky and Jennifer came and pushed me out so the 2 new girls could bath.
To Be Continued.
©2024 Steve McLeod.
Saturday Stories, on Sunday. #6
This is a continuation of the previous Saturday Stories #5. In that story a young woman from the southern part of our province had called me about doing an owl survey together. She helped out with this owl survey in the south and knew I did the survey here in the north. Since she and her family were up here camping she had called and wanted to look for owls with me, staying out all night.
We had just met a pair of wolves, which were much too close but we made it back to my car without any problems. The wolves were just curious about us with me calling for owls. We drove off to another spot which was next to a beautiful lake. It was nearly a full moon that night and was shining on the lake so nicely.
Since I have no pictures from that outing, I will share some of my winter bird friends. This is Baxter the Blue Jay.
The lake was totally calm. There was a pair of common loons swimming on the lake. Most every lake up here has loons nesting on them. Common loons are a large water bird that, in most of their range, are no longer common. My owl calling got them excited and began their, what is often considered mournful, calls. I enjoy the wild call of loons and Jenny really enjoyed it too.
It was something she did not get to experience down where she lived, so she just wanted to sit and listen to them. I did not mind that either, so we sat and enjoyed the loons and the moon shining on the water. It truly was a beautiful scene. As we were sitting along the shore, suddenly there was a rustling in the willows beside Jenny. She jumped very quickly onto me, nearly knocking me right over, holding on tightly.
This is a female Hairy Woodpecker.
As we watched, a beaver swam out away from shore with his willow branches and sat there munching on the leaves. Sounded like he was eating a salad, which really he was doing. It was the first time Jenny had seen a beaver in the wild like that, so we sat quietly and watched while he ate. After he finished eating, it stopped and just stared our way. Guess it just noticed we were there watching.
So, down under the water he went, but did not slap it’s tail as they sometimes do. It was now beginning to get daylight so we headed off to another location where I often saw Great Gray Owls in the evening and also in the early morning hours. We arrived about 5am and I began calling for them.
Here we have a Ruffed Grouse.
It was 15 minutes and I was about to give up when a beautiful Great Gray owl came and landed about 20 feet from us. The sun was shining on it so nicely and it stayed there quite a while too. Before it left a second one came along but did not come as close.
Still, it was nice to see two of them. It was a great way to end our time out looking for owls. Jenny was very excited to see two more of the Great Gray owls. I then took her back to her campsite and she asked to go out again. We did so, but that is for another time. Have a great day everyone and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
©2024 Steve McLeod.
