11/09/2004
Dear GOD
Boy did we have a scene on our road last night!
Let me start from the beginning.
Aunty Samiha (Lebanese neighbour remember?) and Uncle Shahid
had gone out that evening. Uncle Shahid had forgotten something at home and
returned to find their front gate open and one of their dogs lying drugged on
the front porch.
He walked on further and saw six guys rummaging in his
house. He immediately started shooting. Did I tell you he had a gun license?
Well now you know.
He shot one guy in the back, who died not long after and one
in the chest. The remaining four fled the scene. As soon as Papa heard the
shots he ran after the thieves. I think Papa was more determined to save them
from Uncle Shahid than he was at apprehending them.
The cops were there not long after and our street was
cordoned off. That didn’t stop inquisitive neighbours and passer-by’s from
crossing over the yellow tape and filling up the road. There were cops all over
the place. The vigilante were there as well, scouting our back yards for any
sign of evidence and on the possible chance of their being a thief taking cover
there.
By the time everyone dispersed it was nearing midnight and
even the sight of a dead body couldn’t keep me from falling asleep almost
instantaneously.
Ta
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