The Ape Star

The Ape Star — page 5
black car with a golden post horn on its hood had just appeared between the fir trees Gerd rushed out to the gate waving her arms like a conductor Stop she shouted at the driver He rolled down the window We are freshly raked here Freshly raked gravel She reached out for the envelope he was about to put into the mailbox I'll take that The car disappeared Gerd hummed as she ripped open the envelope But as she read the hum fastened in her throat Inspection she muttered and her anxious eyes swept over us all Almost as if she was counting us She didn't need to count I knew that Not a day went by without Gerd reminding us that there were fifty one of us at the orphanage Renfanan was a home for fifty children with not one more allowed Ha ha Aaron hissed raising his eyebrows Some one's gonna be toast I stopped shaking my sheet and wiped my forehead It wasn't especially hot outside but you got sweaty