135 Another Life 1

“Thank you. I had planned to check on you later. Now that you are here, I am relieved.”

He offered them a seat, and they sat uncomfortably with one butt, and Richard noticed it. They greeted him, too, and he welcomed them joyously. To their astonishment, Oliver had grown taller and chubby. His formerly suntanned skin due to long exposure to the sun, and lack of proper feeding, was now light brown. Above all, he exhibited the gait of royalty. He took his seat opposite them and inquired again, “How did you know that I was around?”

After narrating how they found their ways into the compound, and how Uncle Emma encouraged them to see the money bag, they laughed happily.

“So, Mr. Aaron was pulling out legs?” Boniface pointed out.

“You are right. He is such a funny man,” Gerry concurred. They laughed some more, and Oliver explained with a sense of complete control of the compound why he turned the tap on. “I see. We had to turn on the water because the borehole was underutilized, and could