“ A cop? Never heard the word before… “ said Sam looking at them inquiringly.
They both burst into laughter. But then they realized that the girl standing before them was serious. So Mike tried to clear things up.
“A cop means a police officer. Where are you from that you don’t know the word?”
“Uhh. This seems to get even more uncomfortable but what is a police officer!?” asked Sam again.
“You can’t be serious!!” Said Natalie wondering who Sam really was. But by now Mike was also wondering the same thing.
By the look on Sam' s face they realized she wasn’t joking. She clearly had no clue what they were talking about.
“Are you sick, Sam? What is your last name? Maybe I can help you get home… “ Mike offered thinking that maybe she was sick and needed medication.
“No. I'm not sick. I'm hungry, though…” she said out loud while thinking that she hadn’t eaten since yesterday at noon, which was 300 years ago…. As strange as that sounded.
“Dad, can she come to our place!? Please, we could get her something to eat and maybe some other clothes…” said Nat with big pleading puppy eyes.
“I see no harm in that. Come, my wife is making lunch. You can eat with us and then tell us more about you. Is that ok for you, Sam!?” uttered Mike. He was a cop, a good one as far as he knew, so he was going to get to the bottom of this.
Say’s eyes shone with pleasure. She was so lucky, she thought. And out loud she said “Sounds good to me, too”.