Mine To Claim
Maya holds one of the help in her arms, rocking back and forth.
“What happened?” I ask, looking at her tear-streaked face.
She sniffs, taking out the strands of hair away from the woman's face. “I couldn't save her.”
Her lip wobbles. “She was such a good woman,” she says, touching the gunshot wound.
“You don't even know her,” I snapped, making her flinch. “You didn't know her but I did,” she says, her cheeks flushed.
“Her name was Susan, and she had three kids back in the province, she liked to eat pork and rice and her husband died when she was thirty-one,” she rambles.
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