A New Friend

There were other guards lined in the trees. I saw heads popping through other trees every once in a while.

"Is this what you do all day. Stand here?" I asked swatting mosquitoes away and rubbing my arms. It was getting a bit chilly and buggy in the shade that I looked back at the warm, bug-free house with longing.

Standing in front of the porch was Alessia, straight face with phone in placed on her ear, obviously answering a call.

"Oh, no." Hugh exclaimed and pointed at a head that popped out about thirty feet away. "Sometimes I get to stand over there too."

In my head, I was trying run a math division. The approximate size of the property divided by the thirty feet that separated each guard would equal the number of big men with guns that I had to worry about and then I remembered that my math skills were barely amazing.

"How many of you are there?"

"There’s just one of me, Ugo." He told me, wiggling his eyebrows. "But if you mean other guards, I don’t know. It varies from