Argo opened the next basket and saw it was filled
with women’s clothes. He looked at Zammie.
“You get in this one.”
Zammie jumped inside and Argo covered him with an
assortment of pink linens and light blue himations.
“Are you okay, Kyla?” asked Argo.
“Yes, but I’m scared,” came Kyla’s muffled voice
from the basket she was in.
“Don’t worry. Just wait for me to get you out after
dark.” Argo opened the next basket and quickly hopped into a pile of leather
goods.
Before long the two sailors were returning to pick
up the last of the baskets. Kyla’s
basket was picked up first. She covered
her mouth with her hands as the two men carried her onto the boat. She could see their sun-beaten faces and
smell their sour body odor through the slits in the wicker. They carried her to the back of the boat and
stacked her on top of another basket.
She saw them leave, but there were other sailors on the deck walking
around, tying ropes, stacking crates, barking out orders, and preparing to set
sail. How can we possibly escape this
boat without being seen? she wondered.
A few moments later the two sailors returned with another
basket. One of the sailor’s winced as
they stacked it next to Kyla.
“That one’s heavy,” said the first sailor. “Like we're shippin' rocks.”
Kyla saw the sailor lift the lid on the basket,
reach inside for a second, and then put the lid back on.
“You can’t handle a basket of clothes, Demitri?
You’re gettin' weak in your old age,” said the second sailor. Both sailors
began to walk away again.
“Very funny. I can carry a basket of clothes, but that
one just felt heavy, that’s all,” muttered Demitri.
A moment later Kyla heard a voice coming from the
basket in front of her.
“Kyla?” It was Zammie.
“Yes,” said Kyla.
“You still okay?”
“Yes, I’m okay.”
A moment later the sailors were returning with
another basket and they stacked this one on top of Zammie and walked off again.
Kyla heard Argo’s voice coming from
this new basket. “Try to relax, you two. Once it gets dark I’ll be able to let
you out.”
“Okay,” said Kyla.
“Okay,” said Zammie.
-- from Time Trip #1: The Journey to Ancient Greece
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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