Thursday, May 28, 2015

Difficult and painful.



When things get out of hand, we try to go back to the time and place we made that decision and wish with every breathe to take it all back. I had struggle and work very hard to step up the surface and actually breathe a richer air. I was lucky enough to find a soul-hurt woman that needed a companion to raise her fatherless child and was rich enough to allure me. She is a beautiful woman but like the rest easy to prey on. Now, life gave a twist and all my benefits where removed while some rich English uptight scum has all the things I work for and more. The least I can do is make it difficult for them. The least I could do is make it painful.


I arrived early to the school, Ruben wasn´t at the entrance to get Noah so I went to the principal´s office with a fake authorization from Edith, this wasn´t the first time I forgery her signature so it was a piece of cake. Noah was happy to see me.

-Daddy!!!- He hugged me.

-Hey champ how your day was! - I responded.

-Great! I can´t wait to go to Africa again.- He started walking to the gate and looking to both places.

-How about we go for some ice cream?- I asked  him.

-Ice cream? Dad, you know mom doesn´t like it when we don´t tell her where we are. I need to wait for Ruben.-He stopped.

-You sack of worms, you will do as I you´re told. - I grabbed his arm and push him towards my car.

He screamed and in less than five seconds we were surrounded. That´s the problem with highly paid private secure schools.

-Mr. Carpenter, step away from the boy.

I grabbed him as closed as I could and then felt the cold electric metal stabbing in the back.








The final days of Christopher Carpenter.


The Black Prince Series
TO BE CONTINUE

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

The karyenda



January arrived faster than expected. 

We were beyond blessed with the Gala fundraiser. We manage to obtain double of the supplies and equipment needed and enough money to build the school with a constant teaching program and an internship from NYU to bring quality education. My heart jumps and dances with such joy I just can´t stop smiling. I just can´t imagine that none of this would happen, I feel very lucky to be part of this. Our team was bigger than ever and we had to place a camp site next to the hotel in order to have enough space for all the meeting and the supplies. My mom stayed with Noah until he could get a few days off from school and join us. Mason and Edward came with me because they were still worried about Christopher and his whereabouts.

I once read that  the first minutes of your day from when you open your eyes until you decide to stand up from bed are the most crucial in order to make your entire day a happy one or stressful. This morning I opened my eyes and only one word is stuck in my mind: Grateful. I knew exactly what I needed to do, my agenda was already set in my IPAD and my day was programmed but the feeling that was running through my eyes was simply a humble “Thank you Lord”.

And top this morning, I see him sleeping quietly next to me like it was the first time and we´ve been together since ages. Life isn´t this perfect but today I was granted with perfection, serenity, love and peaceful ways. Today, I´ve conquered my happiness and even if this is the only moment I can get, this is more than enough for a lifetime. Today, the world is a better place and heaven kissed earth in the cheeks. Yeah, too cheese but I just can´t describe it any other way.

-Someone woke up happier than usual today. - He said while rolling my hair between his hands.

-Yes. Just being thankful. - I manage to say, turning to face him and sealing his lips with a kiss.

-Breakfast in bed? - He asked me.

-Why do I have the feeling that you´re not talking about food? - I was giggling.

Just like that, perfection was invading our room and while the sun completed his appearance I was making love to the man I was intended for.





Our first week in Burundi was amazing, I got to see Edward acting like a child enjoying nature, climbing coconut trees, riding elephants and jumping from rocks into a deep river. 

The clinic was up and running, the school was pretty advanced and also the water supply was almost done. 

At night we usually had the locals visit us , bringing a feast along with karyenda. The first day I didn´t understand all the noise and why it was done, when I researched it, I found out that this was actually their way to connect earth with a Higher and divine power: “The karyenda is a traditional African drum. It was the main symbol of Burundi and its mwami (kings) and had semidivine status. The mwami was said to interpret the beatings of the karyenda into rules for the kingdom”. We were bringing rules to the kingdom but not the types of rules that govern or prohibit. We were bringing to their land what they deserved from the world to reinstate their heritage. To make them part of the circle of life. Every night, I would hear those drums and I was reminded of the power granted to humanity. Every strike would make me understand it. We were gifted with the power of change and impact in others life. That was the reason for their joy and this was simply good enough for me.


Our daily routines were much hectic than out nights, we had to wake up very early to open the clinic and provide breakfast for the school workers and the others volunteers who were helping  in the Water pump project  to provide for the community. This task was my number one priority. Every Thursday, we had the general surgeons performed their magic helping the most cases we could. The patients and their families would bare gifts for the doctors, thanking us for the healings. This is the time of the year where my heart is at its biggest with such environment of people helping each other. 

Remember when I was talking about experiencing perfection in life, this was it for me.


All the things were going according our plans…



Edith Willes.




TO BE CONTINUE

Monday, May 25, 2015

Reasoning




Everyone always asks me why he´s called the Black Prince. England is a wonderful place to keep some ancient stories alive for centuries and even after all the time passes we always end up living the same stories over and over again. Don´t get me wrong, there´s no place like our sweet United Kingdom in the entire world and let´s face it we have the best fairytales in the planet but no one talks about the suffering behind them nor at what cost everyone keeps their beautiful smile rather than to cry for the losses. The Woods have been part of this circle for a long time. My family have served them since the days when slavery was a big dark age in our society, so is safe to say that I have seen it all but I´ll be honest, I’ve  never imagine that Senior could overcome all of his ancestors and would try to harm his own blood.


Edward is trying hard to break paradigms, after that meeting with the shrink to tell Noah that he´s his father I began to truly admire his courage of going against what we were taught: Be cold, don´t express your feelings, don´t be emotional, suppress any overwhelming happiness, let the help handle the children, never accept nothing less than perfection. Here was Edward Woods aiming for simplicity and a normal life as if he was a  regular mortal, as if he was part of earth when he was taught otherwise. I must say is Me, who is learning from his audacity and his free spirit ways. I´m learning that being old doesn´t prevent me from changing, from starting over, from having dreams, from smiling for no reason, from feeling my life is renewed by love. Ruth has been a true gift from Someone I thought was dead or just simply decided to ignore me but it turns out He was saving it for the best moment of my life and I would defend this with my teeth until there is no strength in me to fight no more.


Christopher Carpenter has been searching ways on how to harm my new family and I must say that he has devious connections to obtain what he wants. We´ve were monitoring him every day since that night conversation at the Gala. My contacts provided me with historic gambling activities and all his misspends with the foundation money utilizing Noah´s trust fund to cover his tracks. Yet his trying to harm his ex wife and stepson, just because he got cut off. I won´t allow it, not in my watch. I made a phone call to the IRS and the New York times, they would be interested in knowing about his criminal activity and all the damage he tried to do to such noble cause and his own family. Just like that, with a little spark and entire enchanted forest goes melting down until is all over, but Senior had to get involve to complicate my life.


-          Hi, Mason.

-          Allan, what do you think you´re doing? –I demanded.

-          I´m just calling to say hi and to talk to my son, there´s some things we need to review before he goes crazy and do something that will prejudice him.

-          You are unbelievable, I just can´t understand you. Do you think that we don´t know what you’re doing with Edith’s ex-husband?? Senior, walk out of this now before you regret it. You still have a chance to make this right and be part of their lives. You just need to lower your guard and Edward will lower his. Why can´t you yield for once? Things changed, your son and his family renewed the entire concept of what the Woods were or could be. Your grandson, your ONLY grandson is an amazing boy that you would want to meet and have a relationship with. Can´t you see all of that, Allan? Please stop now and don´t force me to follow you to hell.


He stayed quiet. I could only hear him breathing and I knew what that meant. The phone was disconnected.





Mason Windstock

TO BE CONTINUE




Friday, May 22, 2015

Discovering







Telling Noah about my existence was the most challenging and painfull thing I have ever experienced, it was one week after the incident with Christopher at their house. Before setting a day and time we decided to go together and seek professional help to deal with this situation. With my background and history of family issues I needed to find a way to make things stop with me and try to have a relationship with my son.

We went to a local children specialist that was highly referred by someone in the foundation. This doctor was a NYU scholar and according to what I read on his portfolio, he met all the criteria. We made a session and explained our history together, and then we had individual sessions with him that were very revealing to me. Finally we agreed that he would join us for an in home session where he would participate and walk us through telling Noah in the healthiest environment.

-Hi Noah, my name is Doctor William Burroughs. Your mom invited me today so we can talk about something very important. Can you help me discover the best way to explain to your mother about how would you feel after we talk about something important? - He was very pragmatic and a little too over his head regarding how to talk to a child.

-Sure. - Noah said while painting one of his wooden animal toys.

-Well, then. Do you remember the day your mom told you that your dad Christopher was your second Father?-he asked.

-Yes, that was one day we were at a park. Daddy and mommy looked worried.-he said.

-That usually happens when adults have some big news but they don´t know how that would make you feel. Do you remember how did you feel when they told you? -  The Doctor said assessing Noah´s reaction.

- I felt happy because is not every kid that could have two dads but I also was wandering when would I meet my first father. Noah stopped painting and looked at me. I don´t know why he would.

-I see. Do you understand what having a first father means?- The doctor insisted but without pushing.

-It means that my Dad Christopher is my adoptive father because he raised me but also treated me like his son and that my first father is my biological father the one that conceive me. - The kid was too smart and continued to paint. He was pretty good at both.

-Would you like to meet your first father?- He said.

- Yes, I would but Nana said that he lives in England and that we would need to take a plane to get there. -  Noah said.

-Nana talks about your first father? - Edith asked.

-Yes, mom but only when I ask her to. She told me that you don´t like to talk about him because you were sad to leave England and you don´t want to return.- Noah said and Dr. Burroughs looked at Edith and asked her to continue.

-Yes, I was sad because I didn´t want to leave but I had to make that choice to give you a better life. Please forgive me if I didn´t talked about your father and told you how a wonderful man he is, that you are growing everyday and I can see lots of his good qualities in you.- Edith started to cry.

- That´s ok mom, I know you would tell me when you were ready. I just needed to be patient. - The kid is amazing; I cannot believe he has my blood in his veins.

- Noah, we asked several members of your family to be present when we talk about this. Do you see anyone here that might not be family? - The doctor asked.

-Only Edward but mom has taught me that all friends are like family so I guess everyone in this room is family.-Noah left me speechless.

-Good but do you feel like he is family? - He insisted.

- Umm…. Yes, otherwise my mom wouldn´t let him be in our house too often. - he smiled.

- Ok. Edward, is there anything you want to tell Noah? - The doctor throw me to the wolves.

- Noah, I am your biological father. - When I said those words I felt  a very unusual warmth in my heart. Noah   jumped and hugged me. I have never cried in my entire life like I did that day. I hugged him so tight.

The shrink was a genius; he allowed us a moment alone for us to talk and asked Edith and Mrs. Willes to wait outside.

-          Do you understand that I never meant to leave you and your mother and that I really love you very much? - I asked him.

                He said yes with his head.

After we were done, the doctor asked me to leave Noah with his mother.


I felt that my life was finally meaningful and I had two things I needed to fight for.






Edward Woods,






TO BE CONTINUE

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Two faced




I arrived a little late to the Gala on purpose because I didn´t want her to see me. I saw her walking to the stage and heard some of the men around me talking.

-          Edith Willes is single again! Who would be the lucky one?

I´ll be the lucky one gentleman!

I heard the Master of ceremony introduce each bachelorette until the object of my attention was the one to be auctioned next. I have to win her back and I will play the game for as long as I can but apparently I wasn´t the only one. I dwelled with another man for as long as my pocket could handle and then he crashed my dreams.

-          I will give one million dollars to the foundation to dance with that beautiful woman. –

And just like that I had lost her again.

When I finally saw who I was competing with I knew I didn´t stand a chance, once again Edward Woods is in my way.

-          Christopher, it would be wise if you would let this go once and for all. - My thoughts were interrupted by Mason.

-          Would I be worth of her if I would? - I replied looking at him because there was no way he would make a public scene.

-          You were at a certain point but then you showed your true colors. Do you think that just because she never found out that you had several affairs you have the right to call yourself the victim here?- I  was shocked on his questioning but  he continued.- Yes, I know all about it, as  a matter of fact, I know that you´re involved with your secretary right now. I know about your singular tastes and all your depravation plus all your debts and gambling, you don´t have the foundation to back  you up and give you the lifestyle you´re accustom to and that´s what´s killing you not that you love Edith but what she gave you. This is all about money, that´s what drives you, so don´t stand here as the soul broken husband betrayed by your wife. If you even try to discredit her I will turn this around and you´ll be the one with the big problem. It´s my job to protect her and Noah and something about you made me dig a little deeper. You´re quiet a piece of human being. So, I suggest you stop whatever you´re trying to initiate against them, you won´t win and I will make sure you lose everything. Take this a warning, next time I won´t be so condescending. Ruben, will see you out.- he said while extending his hand and directing me to Ruben, then I saw them dancing together like if the world was a happy place and rage took my eyes.

Mason did his homework, now it was time to do mine. I don´t give a fuck if I lose everything as long as I see them fall and suffer the way I am.    




Christopher Carpenter.



TO BE CONTINUE

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

The Richard Willes Fundraiser Gala




Every year for the last nine winters we reunite New York´s finest families in the Bartow-Pell Mansion to contribute with a great cause: Try to erase hunger, bring medical first aid, build a new school and a water supply for the community to access clean water.

This would be my first year hosting without my husband Christopher, I´m very nervous. Two months have passed since we sign the divorce papers and after thirty days of completing all the process I was no longer Mrs. Carpenter. He comes to the house every afternoon to see Noah supervised by Mason. Things seem practical and mature from his part but I always sense that the worse will happened in any minute. Knowing how competitive my ex- husband is he won´t let Edward and me win this one easy. I will be prepare.

Everything is ready; this year´s theme is the 1920´s and the American Dream. The Mansion´s garden was recreated into the Roaring Twenties. According to what I read: “The spirit of the Roaring Twenties was marked by a general feeling of discontinuity associated with modernity and a break with traditions. Everything seemed to be feasible through modern technology. New technologies, especially automobiles, moving pictures and radio proliferated "modernity" to a large part of the population. Formal decorative frills were shed in favor of practicality in both daily life and architecture. At the same time, jazz and dancing rose in popularity, in opposition to the mood of the specter of World War I. As such, the period is also often referred to as the Jazz Age.”

I never knew that Jazz was the music of the soul, the illumination and the amazing band made us go back to that amazing age. Everyone was absolutely into the theme, the music, the amazing food and dancing their hearts out. I arrived in a crashing crazy red 1923 Duesenberg model A.



-“The 1920's gave us some of the most beautiful classic cars. It was the transition period from the bland and practical Model T to the stunningly beautiful and luxurious road machines”. - Rhys Gerholdt said.


He was absolutely right.

My gown was an inspired Loretta Young Channel dress that would blend with my silhouette softly. I was hair styled accordingly and my neck and ears were covered in all the jewelry from the Harry Winston house. The foundation always throws the best parties so I´m always treated with the best but that just doesn´t go with my personality, I like simple and comfortable. However, is for a good cause and I only have to endure this craziness once a year.

I  reunited with old friends, met new ones and in any opportunity I can, I encouraged them to accompany us in our upcoming medical outreach but as usually  excuses of schedules were presented, some prefer to contribute with money and a few signed in to volunteer. The important thing is that we could involve everyone with whatever they can support.  

I was escorted to my table and Mason was three steps away from me. Even after Edward and I got back together he didn´t accept his old job back, his loyalty was to me and Noah. He has managed to coordinate my life´s agenda in an IPAD and advises me with everything I request council for. Edward went back to England one month ago to settle all the things with his companies and the final settlement of his divorce. Senior isn´t happy and eventually we´ll feel the consequences of his wrath. Bring it Senior; today I feel I can conquer the world.





The waiters offered us with the finest champagne, the event´s program and menu. All so 1920-like and with such elegance that sometimes it surprises me how I’m part of the circle of life where I can be with the people that can make a difference and change the world. In the program I see that there would be a Single Ladies Auction:  BHB- “Beauties Helping Burundi”. My friend Lydia, who is sitting next to me, starts talking about it.

-Edith, you should participate. You need to get out there and find a hot date. – She´s winking her left eye.

-No, Lydia. That´s for the youngest single ladies. I think I’ll pass. - I was trying to be polite.
And before I could prevent her from ruining my night she wrote my name and places it in the silver plate the waiter was holding.

-You will be fine, you need to have fun. It´s not a secret that Christopher was never the right match for you. Light up girl! – She said.

Lydia is an afro- American goddess from a very wealthy family in Long Island, we´ve been friends for a long time now and even when sometimes we spend  lots of time apart she gets me and I her. Honesty is the signature in our friendship and I thank her for that.

The nigh takes it´s curse and I completely forgot about the auction since I´m busy telling everyone about how beautiful Burundi is and all the necessities we can help with. In less than a few minutes I have a big crowd listening to me and writing checks like crazy. I believe this would be a great night for us.  Then the Master of Ceremony calls our attention and my stomach starts to tremble.

-Ladies and Gents is time for our BHB auction, get together and prep your check books we have a great list of sophisticated single ladies.

We were instructed to join the stage and one by one waited to be present to the crowd. The young girl that went before me with such perfect blonde hair and stunning figure got thirty five grand. Good for her! Lord, have mercy. Here we go.

-And now, our beautiful host and President of the Richard Willes foundation. She doesn´t need any description boys. Who wants the pleasure of dancing this evening with her? Are you ready boys! She deserves all of your attention. The beautiful Edith Willes.

I go into the stage and they were all clapping, I turned into Poison red, please God make this go fast. The MC continued.

-Look at that reception Mrs. Willes! Boys bring the money. Who gives ten? Thank you gentleman in the purple suit, very eclectic Sir. Let´s go crazy here, who raises to fifty, isn´t she worth it look at her boys.

-I give fifty five thousand dollars!- Said  a guy in a black suit.

-I´ll raise him to seventy thousand dollars! - Someone in the back said. I could not see him.

-I will meet the same amount and will raise you to ninety thousand dollars!- the Guy in the black suit was proud and look to the back to see his opponent.

-Look at that, ladies and gents these two are going for the kill. Do I hear anyone offering two hundred thousand dollars?

The guy on the black suit raises his hand to agree with the amount. I can´t see his face but he must be at his limit because he looked at his phone like he was checking something.

-          I will give one million dollars to the foundation to dance with that beautiful woman.- the guy in the back said.

Everyone started clapping and talking to each other trying to recognized him. All the girls were shocked because there I was the oldest of the pack, recently divorced yet someone has found me interesting. I could hear them mumbling and almost choking on their own envy.

-One million dollars going once, going twice. Sold the the mysterious man in the back come and claim your price.- the sound of the wooden hammer made me go back to my reality.

I was still locked in the outrageous offer; I went down the stage to meet the winner. The path opened and I could see the man who was insane enough to offer all that money. Then it hit me and yes I was shocked and surprised.

-Hello Ms. Willes, do you think I went overboard? - He approached my ear and my entire body felt it.

-Edward, are you mad? - It was all I could say.

The music started and so was our dance.

-I couldn´t refuse to help the foundation plus I got a beautiful prize and there was no way I would let anyone dance with you except me.  So, relax and let´s enjoy this together, deal? - He said and I blushed as I smiled.

I could see Lydia smiling and telling me from a far:


-Lucy, you have some explaining to do!





Edith Willes.

TO BE CONTINUE

Monday, May 18, 2015

Disaster



If anyone would have told me that I was capable of ruin and fixing my life in the same day I would have laugh and said that they are crazy.

I woke up between the soft covers of the bed and feeling a warm embrace holding me tight unwilling to let me go.  I turned and I see him sleeping peacefully with a serene expression on his face and a slow breathing. The sun is touching the window too bright and I just can´t believe that we fell sleep together for more than ten hours. I don´t remember the last time I slept so long, I don´t remember the last time that I felt so complete like I finally found my right place. The right place is between his arms under these covers, the place where I fully exist and I feel my life has sense. His arms are good like that.

As I´m meditating and looking at the sealing, he moves and tickles me in the stomach.

-What are you thinking?- He asks and I turn to see his face.

-We are crazy Edward! – That´s all I could explain.

- Only for each other- He smiles with ten thousand stars illuminating my heart.

- We need to talk to Noah and I would like for us to do it together. Would you go with me to pick him up at school?- I felt like I was fifteen and I was on my first date.

-Really?  Yes, of course we´ll go together- He said.

Then I heard how the world collapsed;

-Ruth where´s my wife? What is Mason doing here? Is Edward here? Edith!!

I run to find some clothes and asked Edward to stay. I go downstairs and find him in a very agitated state.

-Christopher, calm down.  You know that Mason is our head of security. Please calm down. - I said I was heading downstairs.

He looked at my clothes noticing I was in my evening gown and just as I blinked to try to explain I felt the hard slap that knocked me down. It was so hard that I felt the tears coming out but the rage running in my veins wouldn´t let me give him the pleasure. By the time I was going to react Mason was holding him and forcing him to the ground.

-Edith, are you ok? - Mason asked.

Mom was screaming like crazy and called Ruben. In less than 10 minutes a Police patrol was heading home. Mason asked me to go upstairs and change translations: go and don´t let Edward come downstairs. My face was burning and throbbing faster, the headache was getting worse and I couldn´t open my mouth too wide. When I arrived to the guest room, Edward was sitting trying to contain himself.

-Just tell me if he didn´t hit you?- He was looking to the floor with his hands closed attached to the bed.

-If you go downstairs, things will be worse and he could try to take Noah from me. Please let Mason handle this.

-No! That piece of shit dare to raise his hand on you, I just can´t sit here and let  him do that even if he thinks he has the right we should never hit a woman- he was exploding.

- Edward breathe, this will be over soon. Let me change and go downstairs to talk to the police.

He went to the bathroom and locked the door.

When I went downstairs, Mason was talking to the officers.

-We apologize for the inconvenience officer; my boss accidentally tripped and fell. We took things out of proportion and called you guys, right Mr. Carpenter? - Mason looked at Christopher and he agreed with his statement.

-Well, it seems that everything is in order and our work here is done. Mrs. Carpenter, do you have anything to declare? - One of them asked me.

-No, officer my husband is fine. We apologized for all the trouble. - I was still, trying not to show the side of my face that was all red on its way to becoming purple.

They left and Mason asked both of us to step into the studio. I was confused with all the recent events.

-As we discussed Christopher, there´s no need to involve the authorities. You can see here that you have everything to lose if Edith submits a domestic violence case against you. You will sign the divorce papers and you will not request Noah´s custody but Edith will grant you visitation. Every document here specifies that she will keep all assets obtained while married and she agrees not to touch your precious clinic and all the earnings because let´s be honest she doesn´t need it. Edith you have no business being married to this man and as your advisor this is better to be finished in good terms. Christopher, this is as good as it gets for you. Do you agree? - Mason took care of it with an objective reasoning because my head was still locked in the moment Christopher hit me.

- I don´t agree but you´re not leaving me any choice, right?

-Exactly.-Mason finished

-Edith…- he tried to talk to me.

-Take the deal Christopher so it wouldn´t be worse on you. - I couldn´t look at him

- You slept with him in our own house, how do you think that makes me feel?  I just reacted because I was hurt. - He had to say it.

- You don´t have the right!!!! I could have slept with one thousand men and that doesn´t give you the right to lay a finger on me. Sign the papers and get out of my life,  I was fooled and you made me believe that you were the right choice. It´s clear that following my instinct was the correct path. - I spit.

- Fine, I will sign the damn papers.- he said while taking a  pen and placing his signature in all the sheets Mason will showed  him.

-Mason, see him out. - I said while slamming the door.






Edith Carpenter no more.






TO BE CONTINUE


Thursday, May 14, 2015

Parenthesis.








Finding myself surprised at my age is something I never thought it would happen to me. I´m not used to people being kind to me. I’m usually the invisible force protecting others even from themselves, I´m never the center of neither attention nor have time to smile as often as I want.

She has been making me feel different and for the first time special. This was unexpected. Is there an age for love, for feelings, for new opportunities? Is there a clock that prevents us from chasing our dreams when the hair is gray and the years mark our face?  But I don´t feel old, I feel like me. Do I have the right to give myself the opportunity of dreaming with hazel eyes and soft hands? Am I someone that can be courageous enough to think I can conquer Ruth Willes?

Three weeks have passed since we´ve been here.

That night when I arrived and talked to Edith about my intentions Ruth started treating me different. Good different. I love our every night walk after everyone is sleeping and it´s just the two of us. She has told me about her life before her husband and how they were very happy. Of course we talked about Senior and how that part of her life is in the past. She smiles at me and makes me blush. Imaging blushing at sixty four, she makes me feel like I´m twenty again and it has been a long time since I’ve been with a woman.

Last night we hold hands on our way to the port in Table Bay and I thought I was holding a piece of heaven, like this would be the closest I would be of paradise. I ask again, is this normal at our age? I feel strangely good. I wonder if Edith would approve but Ruth told me that we´re adult and old enough to know that all that matters is us and what we want. I´m giving in too fast but then again at our age time is precious and everything needs to find meaning fast since time is something that doesn´t play in our favor.

This makes me understand that no matter how long love takes to knock at our doors, he´s always welcome. No matter when he will always take our breath away making us feel we´re capable of the impossible. That´s how I feel right now and I intend to spend the rest of my life exploring this feeling.

With the days passing and time hitting our bodies making our moves slower, our hair a progressing snow storm,  our face into a map of life where each line represents joy or sorrow, our laughter more meaningful, our presence sometimes not necessary , our chest heavy with history and our hands full of things that may vanish in a glimpse. Time may do all of that but there´s always a reason that makes it all worth it. Love and it´s purity.




Surprised Manson Windstock.





TO BE CONTINUE

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Back to my life.


I just can´t believe all of this bloody shite!

She abandoned me ten years ago, I finally find her and discovered I have a son then she kicked me out of her house? This woman drives me insane. Now I have to wait an entire month away from her until I can see them again. This is just frustrating.

Mason doesn´t pick up the phone, I told him to take them safely to the airport but I haven´t heard from him. Is it me, or the entire world is against me?

I´m getting ready for supper at the hotel, I´ve been running the business from here because there´s no way I will leave without my real family. Deborah has been calling me every hour or so to find out when I´m going back. She has left lots of messages but I just don´t have the stomach for it.

 Then, just when I thought life was complicated enough someone sits with me at my table.

-Hello, son. Right on time to join you for supper.-He was sarcastic.

-What bloody hell are you doing here father? Bugger off you Twonk. - I was annoyed.

-Calm down son. I´m just here to look out for our best interest. Let’s eat and discuss DNA testing afterwards.-He went for the kill.

-Senior, you stay away from MY son and Edith. Do you understand? - I was threatening him.

-What would you do exactly if not what I tell you to? Uh? Tell me you peace of shite. That child would be the heir of our family since that wife of yours is as useful as tits on a bull and she can´t bear children. You sit the fuck down, and have dinner with your father so you won´t end up penniless in the streets.

-Listen to me you sack of wine, listen carefully. You will not come near that child even if it´s the last thing I´ll ever do. You can´t take shit from me, you´re too old to regain the board or make them support you and remember that I assumed all the capitals of the family when you retired. You´re the one that is penniless and at my mercy so fuck off and leave us alone.

-Oh my dear stupid son, you´re forgetting that you need a male heir to fully obtain all the assets of the family. And if you don´t then it all goes back to me.  Fuck me sideways! Aren´t your ancestors a pain in the bum. - He laughs out loud and clear.

- Senior, you forgot that all of the new profitable companies that are actually making us rich where founded by me and are under Mason´s name until I decide. You won´t leave me without money and if I pull out and separate from your fucking ancestors legacy you will be bankrupt. How about that old man, who´s the stupid one now arsehole? - Victory was sketched in my face.

He stood up and was leaving.

-Oh, and by the way. Going back and telling Deborah won´t make you no good either. Don´t forget about the Prenup and since we haven´t got any kids you will be responsible to reattribute her for the losses. - That would be enough to keep him busy until he finds another way to attack. I was ready for round two so let´s see how round three goes.

He left not before looking at me with disdain and threaten to come back.





I went back to my room with a sense of winning a lifetime war with Senior but that happy moment was brief since I had one more thing pending. It was time to call Deborah.


-Darling, are you ok? I have left you thousands of messages. - She seemed worried.

-Deborah, I asked Jane to book you in the next flight. Can you come? - I asked.

-Of course. See you soon.


I went to bed to rest and to prepare for the tsunami. Called the lawyers to get everything ready for my divorce. I wasn´t going to stay in the façade that my father wanted. I have wasted ten years of my life pretending and I just don´t want this anymore. With this thought I drove to a deep sleep and woke up in the morning renewed. I received Deborah in the room and discussed the arrangement.

-          What a long flight, I’m exhausted. - She said putting all the things in the table and saying hi to me with a kiss in the cheeks. Always in the cheeks.

-          Deborah, we need to talk. - I asked her to sit.

I told her the entire story from beginning to end. She stayed calm and let me finish.

-          Deborah, I just don´t want us to waste our lives anymore. You never loved me neither did I. We have arrange all the necessary things for you to live accommodated but I no longer wish to stay married with you. I need to reunite with my family.  It was never my intention to hurt you but this business transaction can´t continue.

For a decade I never seen hope in her face, like I took a big burden off her shoulders.

-          I see. Well, I never thought I would me more relieved. I can finally open up and live my life as I was intended to. Edward you were a good husband to me even when we both knew our arranged marriage was a mistake. I could´ve never been happy with you because I don´t like men. I´m a lesbian. So, where do I sign? - She looked relieved while I was shocked.

I called Jane and instructed her with all the details and the lawyers would meet with Deborah when she would return home.

-          I wish you best of luck; we both deserve to be happy. -  she said. We hugged and just like that Deborah was out of my life.

I wished her well and we said our goodbyes.

The phone rang to bring more news.

-Hi Mason, where you´ve been? What do you mean in your new job? Stop playing. You´re in Africa, doing what? What bloody hell are you talking about? ... I see. Ok, I will see you when you return. Can I call you to this number to check on Edith and Noah? What do you mean about security breach in your current contract? This is ridiculous, it´s me you´re talking. Hello? Hello? Mason?




And just like that I lost my head of security.







Edward Woods.

TO BE CONTINUE