Audrey and Isabell are looking at the buggy speeding their way. Isabell sees that their father isn’t wearing a shirt and mumbles. “Oh, he must have gotten it wet.”
Qaletaqa stops the buggy in front of the house. Treasure is stepping out of it, but he stops her. “I will carry you.” He picks her up bridal style. She lay her head on his chest. ”My husband, I can walk. It's my shoulder, not my legs.”
“Yes, I know, but you need to rest” He walks into the house.
The girls run off the porch when they see their mother wearing his shirt. “Father, what happened ?’ Audrey yells, looking at the blood stain on the shirt.
“A son of a b***h shot your mother.” He growls out, looking at the top of Treasure's head.
“Grandfather, grandfather. Mother has been shot,” Isabell screams while opening the
