By mid-morning Rhachel still hadn’t appeared and Kisandra was beginning to think that she had forgotten or changed her mind. What terrible luck. Her brother was so close and this was a perfect opportunity to get away from the farm and away from Isaak. Kisandra walked into the weavers’ workshop and prepared to get to work when she heard a voice outside.
“Kisandra!”
It was Rhachel! She had shown up after all.
“In here,” yelled back Kisandra. She ran to the door and looked around. She saw Rhachel walking towards the workshop. Her golden hair looked even more radiant in the morning sun.
And she was followed by Isaak.
“Kisandra! Are you ready to go?”
“Yes.”
“Good. And Isaak will be tagging along as our protection. You’ve met Isaak, haven’t you?”
By late morning the sun was shining brightly over the small market area of Patras. The streets were filled with customers, merchants, and kids running around doing their errands or looking for food scraps.
Rhachel was leading Kisandra through the streets towards a large shop that specialized in sheets, linens, rugs, and clothing. This was the first time Kisandra had an opportunity to see the town itself.
“We are very lucky, Kisandra,” said Rhachel. “Most of the young women aren’t allowed out in public very often, but my father says it’s okay for us since it’s a special occasion. Were you allowed to go to market where you were from?”
“Not really,” said Kisandra.
“You will love this place,” said Rhachel. “They have the best designs you’ll ever see. Better even than Athens
“But I don’t have any money,” said Kisandra.
“Oh, don’t worry about it. My father has an account here.”
Kisandra kept sneaking looks around to see if she could spot Argo anywhere, but she had yet to see him. Someone she did see, however, was Isaak and his big deputy walking just a few steps behind them. Both men were wearing their heavy swords sheathed at their sides. She hoped they wouldn’t get to use those swords on Argo.
For a split second she was kind of sad to have to leave this behind, that is, if Argo could rescue her. She quickly pushed aside the temptation of staying close to such a wonderful market. There was no way she would allow herself to be groomed for marriage to Kaiaphas’ son.
Rhachel was showing Kisandra a maroon tunic with golden trimming inside the central shop when Kisandra noticed a young girl roaming through the store by herself. The young girl caught Kisandra’s eye because she didn’t look Greek or Persian. She had never seen anyone that looked quite like her. The girl had a pretty face with brown skin and black hair. Kisandra also noticed that while the girl appeared to be looking at the clothing, she was also slowly moving closer to Rhachel.
Argo had pointed out to Kyla which girl was Kisandra. Now it was up to her to fulfill her part of the plan, but she was very nervous. Her palms were clammy and cold, and she could hear her own pulse thumping in her ears. She angled closer to Rhachel and Kisandra.
Kyla took a deep breath and moved up just behind Rhachel and reached up for the hair pin. As soon as her hand came within an inch of the pin, however, Rhachel bent over to pick up a garment she had dropped on the floor. When she stood back up, Rhachel bumped Kyla’s outstretched arm. Kyla took that moment to snatch the gold hairpin out of Rhachel’s hair. As Rhachel turned to face Kyla her blonde locks tumbled down around her shoulders. The first thing she saw was a young girl with a black pony-tail running towards the shop’s exit.
“My hair!” yelled Rhachel. “My hairpin! Stop! Thief!”
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 4
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 4
KILLING FOR COUNTRY
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 2
A RIDE ON THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD
TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 3
WITNESS TO THE FIRST THANKSGIVING
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