Food for Thought

Sarvani was now even more anxious; they had come to her house and she was trapped. No one seemed to know what to do. They couldn't lock themselves in forever - it was impossible.

"I am going to open the door," her father had a look of determination on his face. "Perhaps they will listen to me." Though she was sure his optimism was misplaced, she could stop him from trying. She sat closer to her mother, the latter holding her tighter, giving her comfort in that stressful situation. The sound of a door being opened could be heard; there were faint sounds of someone talking. They could hear the door being closed again and footsteps approached the room they were in.

"They just wanted to remind me that Sarvani would be detained in the same class if she doesn't go to college today. They even offered to lend me one of their bikes so I could drop her in college."

"Did you accept father?"