“Well, this is a surprise,” Amei said, smiling at the phone.
“Hi, Mum,” came the cheerful reply, slightly muffled by background noise. “I thought I’d catch you before it got too late over there.”
“You’ve caught me all right. I’d nearly forgotten I had a daughter. It’s been so long.”
Tabitha laughed lightly. “Sorry about that … things have been… hectic.”
“Hectic in Goa or hectic in your head?” Amei teased, though she knew the answer. Her daughter had always thrived in chaos, diving into life with a zeal Amei envied.
“Both I guess. The school’s been keeping me busy, and, well, India has a way of throwing surprises at you.”
“I’d expect nothing less.”
“Speaking of surprises,” Tabitha continued, her voice shifting slightly, “I thought I saw one of your old buddies at the airport the other day. I was dropping a friend off … what’s his name? Daria?”
Amei frowned and sat up a little straighter. “Darius? At the airport? I’ve not seen him for a few years now. Are you sure?”
“Well, not completely sure. He was in some kind of weird get up, like a disguise … a big hat, sunglasses, scarf. ”
“That’s very … odd,” said Amei. She felt a tightening in her belly but managed to keep her voice level.
Her daughter’s laugh was soft.. “I guess it was just a feeling. He looked like he was trying not to be noticed. He saw me and sort of hurried away.” She paused. “I remembered something… wasn’t Darius the one that turned up with that strange couple? You know, the ones everyone was obsessed with for a while? Like gurus or something?”
The memory was sharp and cold. “Yes,” she said eventually. “Darius often had waifs and strays tagging along.”
“There was a falling out or something? You never did tell me.”
“Nothing to tell really.”
There was a silence. “Well, it was definitely weird,” Tabitha said at last. “Anyway, just thought I’d mention it. Maybe it wasn’t even him.”
“Maybe,” Amei murmured but the unease lingered long after the call ended.