What takes them so long? Margaret thought. The girl shared chocolate cream with her little sister while Molly stole her father’s french-fries. At this age, girls pretended to keep the daily low-fat diet but always surrendered to the seduction of delicious fried food when they thought no one was watching.
“Molly, do you have anything to tell us?” her parents asked. Their sudden question alarmed the girl whose fingers still picked up her father’s French-fries.
Margaret made the face of doubt, seeing french-fries on Molly’s arms falling onto the table. Suddenly, she felt like all the lights in the room turned dimmer but actually, they were still as bright as they were. Margaret saw her big sister had the question mark on her face.
“What’re you talking about?” “Yes!” Margaret agreed with her sister’s word, annoying when all the attention switched to the older one and the liveliness on her parent’s face was gone. “The police are waiting for you, outside,” explained Mr. Stephen. “They talked about that law.”
“Which la…” Molly’s face abruptly painted white while her mouth was terribly shaking. The girl jumped out the chair to a corner of the room. “I-I-I didn’t do anything. It just happened. I don’t know how I could do it but…help me. I don’t want to go.” The girl pleaded.
The sudden change of their gestures dazed the other two little girls, especially Margaret who was able to understand the situation better than Little Mary but still not the whole thing.
“Tell me, baby, tell me what happened!” Mrs. Stephen urged. Her heart danced drastically as if it would pop out. Her daughter’s reaction told everything. There was something happened the previous day and it was not totally good.
“A car…it was a car slid to my direction and…I stopped it. I-I don’t know how I did it but it stopped…just stopped. Okay? I did nothing! Maybe the driver pushed the brake!”
“Please come with us, Ms. Stephen”
They did not know when the police officers stepped inside their house without willing permission. Margaret glared on the intruders named the officials. She did not understand the situation very well but she knew that they would take her sister away on her birthday and she could not allow it.
That’s very rude! “We have the warrant, the special one. And if you don’t come with us, we must take some force.”
“Don’t threaten us!” Mrs. Stephen screamed in anger. She ran to her first daughter and barred her arms around the girl in order to protect her child from them. Mr. Stephen tried to calm the situation down; he warned his wife, “Don’t be silly, Agatha. Please, we have kids here. Let us talk to our girl first. Meg, Mary, go to your rooms. NOW!”
The two little girls heard his shouting and were shocked so they ran to the stairways quickly. Mr. Stephen normally had never raised his voice like this. Margaret stamped her feet in every step just to show her father that he made her angry very much. “We have no time. Come here, MOLLY. Be a good girl.”
Margaret and Mary hid behind the balcony and when their father looked up, they crouched on the floor to hide his gaze. They listened to their mother and sister who were disputing with the cops. They heard Molly tearfully shouting not to go, yelling that they would kill her.
Margaret and Mary began to cry due to the fear provoked by the adults’ heating argument. They did not want their sister to be killed or taken.
And they heard the noises as if they were fighting. Their mother screamed. The girls dared not to watch so they wrapped each other’s arms and closed their eyes. They prayed to God, to everything that could stop the violence in their house. Margaret wished her birthday party back.
“Stop it, girl” “Molly, please don’t do this. You make it worse.” Molly screamed in her deepest fear. “I caaan’t. I don’t know.” Mr. Stephen screamed out loud begging, “Please. Don’t do this. I can calm her. There are little kids here, SIR! PLEASE”
“Move away Ma’am. She is the threat to us.” “No, she’s my baby and you can’t take her…”
There was only one gunshot that ended all chaos; the one shot that destroyed everything. Margaret arms released her sister and hurriedly rushed to see what happened while Mary tailed behind. She still did not know what exactly happened and why her birthday was ruined. In front of the girl, her father screamed in terror and knelt on the floor, desperately wiping.
The cruel police stood in silence. Her mother and Molly collapse on the ground. The blonde woman died with her eyes open. On top of her back, the girl’s body shook, her mouth saying, “mom?…mom.”
Then Molly’s green eyes met her sister and suddenly Margaret became aware that Molly was not there anymore. It was just her empty body. The moment she understood how the soul departed from flesh and bones. Those bright green eyes gradually turned lifeless, the way that the light turned off.
God doesn’t exist and if they do, God is the cruel God.
It was their last birthday celebration.