Salted Wound.

“Yes sir. That was Brian sir. I’m 100% sure.”

SAKI answered in a tone that sounded like he was puzzled but with a smile on his face.

Jared stood there, quiet, like he was just weaning off the anesthesia from a surgery.

Suddenly, he grabbed SAKI tightly by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up.

“What did you call the name of the boy you said you saw?”

“His…his.. name was Brian sir… sorry… his name is Brian sir, SAKI said shaking like a fish outside water.”

“Are you sure? Jared asked in a strong tone.”

“Yes sir, I’m sure, SAKI said in a stammering tone.”

Immediately Jared let go of his shirt and SAKI fell back to the bean bag where he was previously seated.

‘No no no… he may not be the one. Relax Jared. Relax.’ Jared said to himself.

The last time Jared heard that name, was the day that Adeena, his sister, had hurriedly left the house after her birthday.

Her day of death and Absence.

The day that Injured Jared deep into the chambers of his soul.

It wasn’t a day that Jared was willi