“Thalia, come! I have someone you to meet.”
She was inside the house doing the dishes. Abruptly she put aside what she was doing and went out of the small kitchen. In the receiving room there stood a lovely woman in black pants and green polo-shirt. It was like she was wearing a uniform.
“Thalia, this is Zenia. She is a doctor that often visits the people living here in the island, an aid by the local government for us here.”
The woman smiled at her merrily and extended her hand to hers. Thalia extended her hand to reach Zenia’s when it was stopped mid-air, and slowly her smile was gone.
“What’s wrong Thalia?” it was Aunt Susa.
“A-ah, nothing. I am sorry my head hurts,” and she reached Zenia’s hand.
“Ah yes, what a coincidence you are here Zenia. Thalia, lost her memory and could no
