Jok's Tunnel Ch7

Chapter Seven
Jok

The military general had brought to his office. It was a nice one, clean, and had chairs for all of us. He had continued while we walked. Amy was his daughter. I still couldn't believe it. He had a wife, long ago, and they had a baby. That baby was Amy, well Ariya, renamed Amy later. The mother had died that day, and the old leader who was a doctor back then, could not save her. I had always wondered why if you could not find the leader in her office, she was at the doctors cave. The military general never wanted to see Amy's face again, because she looked like her mother. So the general gave her to an Asian family whose daugher had just died in the night, but they didn't know. I hope that the Asian family never finds out.

Finially the military general was done. I will never call that trader a leader, and I agree with Lizzie, but I know that if you say something like that you could be sentenced to death. She really needs to control her anger better, but when I tell her that, she always says "I know, I know." and then looks all sorry like. Suddenly, I am snapped out of my own thoughts, and brought back to the real world. "Jok! I want you..... Hmmmm.... to be.... a.... Hmmmm..... Oh, thats it! A guard to the Alligator Pit! " Now, if you think you can push a guard in... you will get pushed in yourself, you get my picture?"
"Yes."
"You work for me now, I will be called Sir."
"Yes."
"Yes, Sir!"
"Thank you, you have now given me the ultimate control." The military general gasped. He had called me sir so, I was in control of him now.
"Don't give me any of that nonsense, boy!" But it was to late to say that, Lizzie and Amy had run out of the office to tell all the guards who was in control. "Oy, you, Amy! What are you doing, disobeying your father."
"You are not my father...."
"What are you talking about, of course I am, and heres the proof." He picked up a picture of his wife, him, and Amy.
"You did not let me finish. You are not my father, because you are not the one who raised me, you did not comfort me when I was young, you abandon me, so I do not think I should give the honor of being my father to a lazy, migrant who killed my mother!" Just when I thought our plan had failed, and that Amy would never do anything for us again, she turns up to be against her own father!
"Ummm, Amy, maybe he didn't go so far as to kill your mother." I suggested.
"No, he killed my mother." Amy started to tell the tale.