He had somehow managed to learn the Queen's English, or at least a perverse mockery of it. He was always staring at her and calling to her in his stra...ge accent. He called her 'Yellow Hair' and seemed obsessed with her golden locks. He had actually asked her to let him touch it! The very idea! She had given him, and all of the red men, wide berth ever since.The English-speaking one, he called himself Wachea she recalled, suddenly looked up directly at her as if he had felt her gaze. He smiled. "I dropped the sandwich on the plate and sprang across the room. Luckily,my own parents kept the living room phone on the same end table, so Ididn't have to waste precious seconds hunting it. Before the sound of theline getting disconnected could sound, my fingers curled around thecordless handset, thumbed the talk button, and I brought the whole thingto my ear."Shelly?" I said, hoping I hadn't missed her. I couldn't call her back,since I didn't have her number memorized and my phone was. After a while, maybe an hour we were just having fun in his garage when we heard footsteps and I quickly hid behind some clutter in the garage. It was Steve`s Mum; she had popped round as she heard our voices from the upstairs bedroom and brought us some drinks and some biscuits, but when she arrived I was nowhere to be seen and she asked where I was, Steve said I had gone home a little earlier; but he was as bad a liar as I was and his Mother questioned him and then she spotted and pointed to. Her heart still beat like a frightened rabbit's, and she struggled to force down the panic she felt. "Just make them give me room!" All right. We will walk into the house." Tika said, and her eyes flashed at those around her. "These others will stay outside!"She walked Pina through the crowd, through the house, and into the kitchen. Having seated Pina in a booth beside the cooking area, she poured them each a mug of hot apple juice. She sat with one arm around the older girl, and they sipped.