Sisters' Secret

The place was pretty bare and lacking in personality since I hadn't had much time or opportunity to add any personal touches. Still, it had a dining table and some nice chairs that we could all eat at together. I asked the girls what kind of pizza they wanted and, when they gave me strange answers like "Brimstone" and "Purgatory", I decided to actually look at the Hell menu. After a few minutes of searching, I decided on a "Mayhem" and called up the restaurant.

Soon, there were three individual size pizzas on the table in front of us. As we ate, the three of us talked at length about all kinds of various subjects, the girls getting to know me and I, by turn, getting to know them.

For example, I learned that Shanthi was 20 years old, 2 years younger than me, and that she was studying Political Science at the University. "She's going to be Prime Minister someday," Asha had remarked to her sister's slight embarrassment. Asha, on the other hand, was 18 years old and doing her first year at the University. She was studying biology and was assisting a professor doing breakthrough work in the field of medical surgery. The sisters also told me that they had both moved out of their parents' house before the start of the school year so that they could share an apartment together closer to campus.

"So how about you, Devon?" Asha asked. "What brings you all the way to New Zealand?"

"Well," I said, "I've always wanted to try living abroad. I've lived in the same town my entire life and I've never traveled as much as I'd like to. I saw this as an opportunity for an adventure, so I took it."

"Good on you," said Shanthi.

"How are you finding New Zealand?" Asha asked me.

"It's great. It's a lot different but not bad different. The people are much friendlier. I mean, if I'd asked two girls I'd never met to come over to my apartment for dinner back home, they probably would have thought I was a lunatic."