Pedram+Gladiola

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**Injustice: You can’t trust them if they haven’t earned it** She sat on the couch near the window, staring at the ring that was lying on the small table beside her. She remembered her husband who was a victim of injustice and broke out into tears. Her husband was a very passionate writer and very good at what he did. He had also provided a good house for her in Phoenix and they were expecting a child soon. She thought, “Why…? Why does this have to happen to my Rob? He was the best man anyone could ever find!” She blamed Steve for all that was happening to her. He was Rob’s brother. Unlike Rob, he was a bad character. He was an alcoholic and he kidnapped children and women. He robbed the people he kidnapped and spent their money on drugs and more alcohol. A week before Rob’s anniversary with his wife, Steve asked Rob to baby sit three children for him. Steve told him that the kids were given to him to babysit but he had something really important to do so he couldn't do it and that’s why he is asking Rob. Rob sensed that there is something fishy about the situation, The kids were very multicultural… black, white and Asian. But he still trusted Steve just because he was his brother. He could see that the kids haven’t been taken care of properly so he took them to the restaurant around the corner of the street for food. As they were waiting for their food, Rob glanced at the TV on the far side of the restaurant. He saw three faces on the news that shook his heart. The kids were on the news! The Federal police was looking for the children. Rob felt like he has lost control of his feet. He was getting the tingly sensation in his legs. He nervously looked around the restaurant to see if anyone else was looking at the TV. He saw their very own waiter staring at them in a strange and uncomfortable manner… then looked at the TV and back at them. Rob could feel the fear in the waiters face; he was sure that his own face was not so straight either. He felt like he was struck by a lightening, frozen in his seat. Finally after a short time that felt like ages, Rob saw the waiter charging towards the phone on the wall. He knew that he is in deep trouble now. Everyone thought he was the kidnapper. He told the kids to pack their things up and bolted out of the restaurant. He took the kids hands and walked as fast as he could. As he stepped around the corner, he saw the cop cars hitting their breaks in front of him. They arrested him without listening to what he had to say… Rob was assigned a lawyer; he tried to tell them that he was only babysitting the three kids and that they were his brother’s. His lawyer did very much try to save him but all the evidence was against him. Rob and his wife both tried very hard to find a clue about where Steve might have fled to but they didn’t find anything on him. Finally two months after, Rob was sentenced to death and was executed a week after. His wife was widowed and their unborn child, fatherless. Finally she stood up from her chair and began to pack some clothes. Rob was gone but she still had her baby. “Maybe we can go somewhere extraordinary.” She thought, “Somewhere...” She smiled a little. It’d been a while since she had done that, but a little hope is all she had got. Rob would never be physically there with her again, but their baby would live on for him.
 * Pedram Ghafoori**