“Please don’t do that.” I jumped back. The voice was airy, curious and female. Childish almost. “Why are you trying to get in? Are you looking for someone?”
“I’ve been here for the last week or so. Were you travelling with us? Were there other survivors?” When she did not reply, I asked her, “Are you alone? Where are your parents?”
“How should I know? I was flying at the time. They dropped like stones into the sea. You saw them pushed off.”
I noticed her fingers tapping the sides of the door as if she was waiting for me to challenge her story. “Were you injured in the accident? We should go inside. Maybe there is some medication that –”
“I knew it! That is how you got everyone else.”
“I didn’t get anyone, child. Now you should really step aside.”
“There was a big party before we left
