Night Discussion II

The time was twenty minutes past eight. I had an hour and forty minutes to vomit all the questions rampaging my brain.

The time seems small, but I have to try and gather as many answers as I can. Who knows? Maybe I could get them to stay awake past 10pm. So help me goddess.

Peter and Laura were staring at me calmly, their hands clasped on each other as if rehearsed. They were waiting.

My brain kept throwing up questions, and I was confused on which one to ask first. I took a deep breath, finally deciding to start with less stressful questions, and take it up from there.

"Where is the dog?" That was my first question, and at first they didn't understand it, they weren't expecting it, they hadn't seen the question coming. They had thought I would be asking questions about the community and the queen's interest in me.