The True Enemy by Katrina Kahler & John Zakour

Author:Katrina Kahler & John Zakour [Kahler, Katrina & Zakour, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KC Global Enterprises Pty Ltd
Published: 2017-12-10T05:00:00+00:00

I came back to the here and now. It did not matter what punishment the man chose. What did matter was that Arthur was going to punish him no matter what. He was a man who saw the world as black and white or good versus evil. And he was a man who was always right. He never could see the little nuances that make life so interesting. I know now this was because that Arthur had a job thrust upon him. I was glad to see that Art had grown as a person. I believe he was truly happier in this time and realm. Funny how a man can everything but still not be happy, because of the responsibilities cast upon them.

I walked up onto a porch. “If a man answers, you talk. If a woman answers, I will talk,” Sebastian said.

“What if a man and a woman answer?” I asked mostly for fun.

“We will both talk,” he said.

I knocked on the door. A chubby older man came to the door. “Yes?” he asked me with a smile.

“Hello sir,” I said in my most chipper voice. “My friend here and I are raising money for pets without homes.”

“You’re kidding, right? he said.

“Even pets need a place to say,” I said, my voice dripping with sweetness.

The man looked at me. I smiled. The man sighed, “How much do you want?”

“It is up to you, you may give up to ten dollars,” I said.

“If I do it, will you let me go back to watching the football game?” he asked.

“Sure!” I said.

I handed the man the signup sheet. He wrote his name and $10. “Thank you, sir,” I said. “You’ve made the world a better place.”

He belched, “No problem.”

Walking off the porch Sebastian nudged me. “Good use of charm there.”

“Thanks,” I said.

For the next few hours, my knights and I met with mixed success. A few kind souls gladly donated. Some people would reluctantly give money. Others seem to enjoy slamming doors in our faces. Others would listen and politely close the door. It seemed people with pets were much more likely to give at least something.

At the end of the day, we meet at my house. We had raised three hundred dollars. “Not bad!” Paulie said, counting up the donations. “I actually think it was a good first day.”

Mika shook her head. “It was, but the problem is with these things is that the first day is usually the best day. There will be less and less people to talk to as the week goes on….”

Paulie sat at his computer. “I’m entering our take now into the completion website.” He typed for a few minutes. He tapped the screen. “Yahoo!” he said. “We’re in first with $300, the cheerleaders are a distant second with $110! Nobody else has anything!” He smiled. “See a good day.”

Mika nodded. “True, but it’s going to get tougher from here! You know the cheerleaders aren’t going to take this sitting down. After all, they are cheerleaders they hardly ever sit.

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