...UNTIL I HATH BROUGHT HIM INTO MY MOTHER'S HOUSE...
CHAPTER VII
SCENE I
“It to be inside painting, a catching art, ---of course Spirit it’s a work of art, un-touchable, untellable. That of the supreme." With the morning came brisk cold and more snow, at considering how truly majestic as it felled, as the mountains and hills soon glisten in its marvelous whiteness. “It possesses me, if a good word, ---possessed, I Spirit spend a lot of time in these windows just like you when first I came. It is this view from the living room window alone that's simply mesmerizing, I found myself possessed as well. Even at times Spirit I was convinced it was all for me, now this,” turning him into the third floor balcony. They’re to witness a pine tree standing gloriously embellished with various trimmings, how even the flames from the fireplace added even more fascination. “I feel sorrow, I misspoke, I fail to consider the wife at present, how vows to bind you. Do not Spirit be so hard on yourself., only the supreme know why Tifny and our destinies have crossed with purpose, even magnetized to bind themselves together. You ready for our, what to say, appointed time? Yes, which remind me Spirit, Mrs. Martha is late, regardless I’m sure two strapping young men like ourselves can fix our own breakfast, right? Yes, right.”
...AND INTO THE CHAMBER OF HER THAT CONCEIVED ME...
SCENE II
"They're gone to the mall," easily reading his mind with a curious Nicholas pouring a hot cup was Bradford Ean cutting into a healthy plate, as so Syefan Erin, in care of Barbra Ann. "Leon drove them, don’t worry, Leon love watching them. The boys went also? Yeah, they kidda insisted, so how did it go with Stephanie? Who?" Puzzledly stinging his lip on his cup at hearing better, although did Syefan Erin hear right, did Bradford mean Stephanie as in Nicholas' ex-fiancé? "You mean your, his, his Stef, my god she's here, in New York? Now isn't that a bitch, and only after three years, and you saw her? We had dinner last night," as one regretfully giving of his folly was a removed Nicholas Edin readying his own steaming imbibe at completing whether to have a quick bowl of oat cereal, maybe some of the omlette? "You had dinner, just like that, you got a double heart stroke of a death wish or what? I needed to understand some things, that's innocent enough, this was your lame brain ideal wasn't it? Better he know now Sye than spend his eternity wondering about it. You're crazy!" As one shaking a no nonsense head his way Syefan Erin couldn’t believe his ears, that Nicholas would set himself up additionally with this trouble maker. "What's crazy about that? You know what I’m, Brad was right, I needed to know, I needed to bring closure there, stop blaming myself, so you two can stop fighting about it. Okay, okay, what do you know? Stef said something about an affair, one that supposedly went on for three months or more, even into the engagement. Man! With the both of them displaying jaw dropping awe, they knew something really weird happen, but they never thought this. "Are you serious? That's Brad what she said, you act Nickie as though you don't believe he., The affair was only part of it, there was a pregnancy and there's a three year old kid. A kid, your kid? I don't Sye really know." Knowing he'd done the right thing in seeing Stephanie, also knowing how he still felt about her did Nicholas realize seeing her could have encouraged last night's overmastering ecstasy for Tiffany Ann. “I walked out as she was suggesting we get back together. Get back together, after what she did? So now Nickie that you know what's to be done? That my brothers is the million-dollar question, that Nickie has to be why she’s here, you guys have a baby, you may as well work things out. No, Stef has a baby, a three year old son name Jeremy, I have my whole life ahead of me, no babies. I don’t get it, what she want from you? A father figure for the boy, that we’re to lay all differences, Why you? I got to get dressed, we got that Calvenal thing, so you gave her no answer, you just left? My leaving Sye was the answer, look Stef know that kid isn’t mine, she know, I have feelings for her still, that I would possibly overlook the last past three years, but everything is different now. Everything like what? Everything, I guess Sye you can say time has been a welcome experience for me and therein I wasn’t going to make the same mistakes. Sound like our little brother is going up, you know Brad what’s he’s talking about, this never, ending infatuation with Tip, I never say, but maybe this time he and Tip have this chance you know, no, I don’t know. What’s so different Brad about this time? Plus, he’s too good for her, we hate to admit it, but she doesn’t deserve him. Who doesn’t deserve whom? Wow, where you get that suit? It’s one of hers, Tiffany’s, custom made." Meditating, having dressed and assessed himself in the mirror Nicholas Edin didn't know what he'd done wrong at causing his mate of nearly four years to turn to another lover, truly devastating him through and through. “I’ve been saving it for today, I think, how many ways Nickie does she have to say it? She doesn’t want you, do I Sye, get in your business, do I give you this manner of relationship advice? What about you Brad, you too think my pursuit of Tiffany Ann is a waste of time? It’s the time Nicholas which has been birth to you, I say spend it as you see fit. So is that Brad a yes or no? You would be insane not to pursue her, it’s what you want, it’s what you’ve always wanted. Yes, hell yes Nickie, give it your all! The immense freedom I feel, the hope you guys that finally I’m going to have what I’ve secretively hoped for and love. Unconditionally, Tiffany Ann and I married together, as one, forever I tell you my loving brothers, forever!”
...I CHARGED YOU ALL YOU DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE III
“Don’t stare Sissy but here come Mr. GQ himself, he is Sissy simply magnetic, that refreshing spike like hair. Those god awesome dreamy eyes and the fabulous, seemingly one-million-dollar suites and shoes he wear. So what did you get me?" With a playful Syefan and Susan meeting into a delicate kiss at a stunning as Nicholas Edin Syefan inquiring of her shopping bags, “see you lat...er, ah where's Tiffany? I don't know, what you mean you, yeah Sissy we thought all you guys were together, no, no she said she didn't want to go, that she would catch us the next, time, if she's gone off alone, I'm gonna kill her myself. What's wrong with Leon?" With a suspicious Barbara Ann installing the others to interest, investigating quickly did Nicholas Edin soon comprehend the most appalling and disturbing look on Leon's face. “Something is wrong, is anyone still, in, the car? MY GOD SYE! As one crying out and running out to Syefan Erin being completely distracted by his phone conversation not realizing the danger he was heading for, only that in a few hours he would be back with Susan Faye, Syeeeeeee! Brad dd, get out here!” Additionally rushing into a sprint after him, even her, hell he didn't know, when the car exploded with enough force that send the car ten to 20 feet into the air. “My god what the hell was that!!!!!” Hurling Nicholas back from his feet at leaving Syefan laying lifeless a few feet ahead of him did a horrified beyond description Bradford leap out and pass them, rushing to his brothers' rescue, screaming at the now crying and panic girls to call 911. "I'm fine, damn it, I’m fine,” as one manically pushing a caring Bradford off into a seat, Eventually, into a lay into the coarse ground, into a twisting, twirling, even sick feeling of fear and panic. "Get Sye! Brad! Get, get him, just get Sye! Sye! Sye damn it you talk to me! God damn it, he’s not breathing!“ As one pulling Syefan clothes loose, at setting a listening ear to his mouth, his chest, making ready to administer CPR, Syefan wasn’t fine, he wasn’t breathing, he wasn’t responding. “Get back Sis! Sissy, get back, Barb you do the breaths, I’ll do the compressions, Erica, get Nickie, get him, and get her! Sye, you come back to me, you hear, they didn’t get you then, they’re not gonna get you now! You wake-up, you can’t do this to me, ---ahhhhhh god my head, it’s, it’s breaking in two, how about some ice?" With a happy to assist him Erica Lynn thinking he smell as good as he looked, that's if that was possible, you two, get in the freezer, get something cold, come on now, uncle Sye gonna be fine, and your, your, you know." What the hell is going on? Nicholas Edin couldn’t believe this was happening, that they’d all been targeted, could all be dead, hell Sye nearly was and where the hell was Tiffany Ann, had they got her as well? “Damn it! I can’t freaking believe this, Sye, he’s still not responding, the explosion knocked the life right out of him, well we Barb are gonna knock it right back into him. I’m not losing my brother today, Sye, ---you wake up damn you! You hear me, you wake up! Uncle Nick, uncle nick, good boys,” trying to sit, to take the boys offering, a packet of frozen peas or something at relaxing back into the cold, iced grass, into spilling, sun chasten eyes along artist features, they were yet to revive Syefan Erin. "He's dead! My god he's dead! No," as one closing his leaking eyes into a spill down his cheeks was Nicholas refusing to believe Syefan was dead, again a one chanting this sizable hope at himself, even a prayer, "please god no, he isn't dead, Sye isn’t dead, sirens, I hear, hear the, the, uncle Nickie. Look uncle Nick, ah god it’s about time, they’ll help uncle Sye, he need them more than I, do “my brother, trying to raise up, stumbling bout even with Erick's help, “please, my, my ---your brother is being helped, come on Sye, you can’t do this, you can’t leave us, you, you just, ---ouch, damn, damn, what, what the hell,“ that at a stinging shot to his arm did everything about a worried as this Nicholas Edin grow dim and dark into a loss of consciousness.
...WHO IS THIS THAT COMETH OUT OF THE WILDERNESS???
SCENE IV
-Aggggggggggggg no, no, no, turn you stupid, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, I can‘t believe, no, turn! Yes, noooooooo, nooooo, the other way, ahhhh you’re a big fat dummy! “What in god’s name is that,?“ As one being awaken from his nap by loud screaming, laughing and cheering, sounds he wasn't at all used to. “I thought you said you couldn’t play,” following loud jeering did Christian Cros become all the more amazed when he found Spirit River and Tiffany Ann sitting in front of some type of TV game. “Well I seem to learn fast, can’t help it, yeah this learn fast.” Shaking her fist playfully at him, seeming to be in a duel instantly noticing her long legs were wrapped about one another, those spinning upward into her awesome figure, so, so sexy, “and what was that? You said you didn’t play either, ah beginning luck, what else? What else is you’re in such trouble. Sorry, it’s him, ---Christian, ah god did we wake you? I guess we had to, we didn't mean any harm, it's Ok, this is video game, so fun, never play, some exciting. We tried to get your permission, but it was like a team of wild horses couldn’t raise you, sometimes the medicine put me out like a light, which is why I’m not as dedicated to this annoying chore. So, is it my pick Tifny or you. i went first the last time, you sure? Yea, I’m sure,” watching Tiffany with Spirit River was that causing her at being all the more fascinating, priceless even, what else could be said? “Tifny say she not play but I think she be dishonest? So, you’re calling me a liar? No, but you say I'm distrustful," Tiffany Ann Saurus was definitely becoming an intricate part of Christian's life agreeable or not, which part he believed neither of them knew. “Yes, but not purposeful, like you didn’t know thyself, how about some sandwiches you two, something to drink maybe? I'll help, you know Tifny you shouldn't have. What? Ah the game, well, I knew he would love it, it's an early Christmas gift, you'll spoil him, ah come on," as one wrapping herself about his stout arm, at bringing herself, that amazing mouth, scent dangerously close, like she‘s to devour, immensely tempting him, in places intensely flattered. "Spirit's a smart kid, he'll be fine, now what's Mr. Artelon on your Christmas list? I think I have everything I need, ummm," bringing a finger dipped with chocolate only moments from his succulent smile at simply riveting Christian’s steeping blood straight through, did she watch him feed of the climatic vexation she was. "I knew this wouldn't be easy, now what do you get a man that has everything? How Tiffany about a woman who has everything, is that Mr. Artelon a proposal? So," immediately being reminded, that although he and wife were sorely departed she was still his wife, at changing for the moment did she scoot into a seat upon the counter this wondrous creature, this colossal seductress of tempting fingers of fascinating charms "Ummm, a woman that has everything, now that's going to be a hard one, I mean do you Mr. Artelon know such a woman? I know one, but I fear she’s taken, she went searching for the territory of lost hearts, haven’t been seen since. So Miss Saurus what kind of dressing, ---do you,” pausing everything, blood, heart and thus that very breath was Tiffany Ann at additionally taking Christian's breath away, at slowly and yes surely congratulating him with the sweetest little kiss to the corner of his delicate, quite tempting mouth. "What that's for? I don't know, sometimes a single dip of chocolate Mr. Artelon can be so unexplainably priceless as you are. Tifnyyyy!" Exploding over was an on fire Spirit River rushing in after her, grabbing her hand, bringing her this way, saving or spoiling the day, whichever the case, a crazed with her Christian Cross could breathe again. "What is it now? Come!“ Designing himself an abruptness as this did a pressured Tiffany and an explosive Spirit River leave Christian's thoughts and heart suspended into a hazy obsession to.,with Tiffany Ann without end. “A woman who has everything indeed.”
...LIKE PILLARS OF SMOKE…
SCENE V
“Am I dreaming?” Scarcely having a dry eye between them had the trauma center
finally revived Syefan Erin, that besides a major concussion he'd sustain was his condition satisfactory. “If you call being, what happen? What’s the last thing you remember? Sissy, was, I, I was messing with her about her shopping bags and nothing, not until waking up here, where is she, where’s Sissy? I remember her talking to me, I could see her mouth moving but there were no words. Where’s Nickie, the others, you Sye is suffering from a major concussion, Nickie from a minor one, and Calvenal, is he dead? No, you never made it to him, it was the car Sye, it exploded, Leon is dead and Tip, ah god what about Tip? She’s missing, missing, you mean she could’ve been in the explosion missing? That’s what was thought at first, but it would seem she didn’t go with the girls, she was never in the car, so she’s just missing for now. How long have I been here, when can I leave? After a few more tests, they said you will probably be released soon. So what if we die in our sins, we will have culture, what? I don’t know, that statement is stuck in my head, what the hell does it mean? I have no ideal, you were lifeless Sye for a time, Barb and I couldn’t revive you, you were declared dead on the scene, as so were you arriving here DOA. Medics say just before the trauma center you was showing muscle movement, when suddenly you woke up screaming, crying, panic. Screaming? Ingesting a dry mouth, throat along stinging tears, could Syefan Erin not believing this was happening again, another friend laying dead and Tip, Nickie's greatest treasure, MIA, this even greater horror. "For a second time we thought they’d killed you and we’d lost you, of course Sye the greatest tragedy we foresaw was the fact they'd all been in danger of dying. Barbara and the kids, Susan and Erica, the car exploded only minutes after they got out, even into the house, why it delayed Sye is a mystery until investors figure it out. Well, you get some rest, they’re going to be transferring us to a safe house, so we only have a short time to find Tip, you think you know where she is? Yes, I think I know, rest Sye, wait a minute, where’s Sissy? I want to see Sissy, then I will send her to you, Sissy, Sye, want to see you. How is he? Better, good for a dead man, a little disoriented, but easily himself, I couldn't stand seeing him like that again, I know, no explanation needed. Who’s all these guys? If I Brad for some reason doubted the seriousness of the situation, I know, I know Mike dead, and Ronda hospitalized, how could I? Still this near tragedy was some major wake up call, it also Brad causes me to once again consider the worse, that if these guys have Tiffany some way, that if they do, she’s as good as horribly dead. I can’t Barb explain why, but I don’t think they have Tip, what, then where, I got to fine Nickie, tell him my suspicions and go from there, ah, ok, trust me, of course, I love you, let me get Nickie, I’ll be right back. We got to find Tiffany, yeah, but where do we start? I figure Nickie she’s in one of two places, on a plane to Texas, to her friend Miss Aggart or the burn-guy. >>>{{{"You’re completely sure Miss Saurus you want to do this?”}}} Before arriving at Christian's house at taking Bradford's' truck as they will soon suspect a revengeful Tiffany Ann met with the heat that would be retribution for Michael's death. “The burn guy, as in the Monster of Hikes’s Peak? Yes Nickie, and I believe the latter.” ...Thinking they're to be too pretty to be so deadly, one Diamond De Dilyon, Vincent Lerome Dilyon and an acquaintance of theirs. Herman Goose, thrown in by Dexter Leon. “I’m so tremendously lost here, she’s in my truck, she took said truck to Hike’s Peak,” ...both standing over six feet, they were dark, mysterious and beautiful and gladly receiving from Tiffany Ann Saurus all the information she'd taken off of Syefan. “Tiffany, yes, she's in my truck, how do you even know that? I just remembered she was asking me about it last night, was it an automatic, how did it handle the iced streets?" Thus they knew what Syefan knew and whatever details Michael had told her, including a video tape he left in her care, one she presumed Syefan didn't know about and wouldn't know about. “That's it, I'm almost positive it wasn't parked in front of the house this morning, you sure? Believe me Nickie, that's my heart, it wasn't there, now she didn’t drive to Texas, which is why I think I know where she is, Christian, and this Christian is the burn guy living outside of town? Yes, he's Christian, but what does he has to do with Tiffany? Ah god you weren't there, she introduced him as a friend at Pine Valley last night, what? Yeah, she left with him and his brother, something about picking out some, the burn, guy? You can't be serious, yeah, we were all there and we were all shocked Nickie as you are right now, they seemed to know each other well. That's probably were she is, but why, why would she risk her life going to see this guy? You Nickie gonna have to ask her that, we better go, get her, Nickie?" Exhibiting himself as one earnestly reluctant was he yet this baffled, especially after what they’d experienced the night before, wedding bells, vows, even a wedding ring, that they’d in ways touched blood to blood, substance for substance, so much so, they may as well be married. "Hey Nickie, you coming or not? Yes, I guess, I better, I tell you, it doesn't matter what happens, Tip always end up the center of attention, I am sure Erica it just seems that way, she's just so damn spoiled, now Erica, how can you say that after all she's been through? Tip haven't been through no more than anybody else.” With Tiffany being characterized as one being as lethal as she was stunning, did the Dilyon brothers discuss how they would hate to be on the wrong side of her, bella mafia indeed. “Did you forget about Mike, how this Corronda person is like a sister to her? How that bomb earlier was targeting us yes, the only family Erica she claims, but aimed at her most of all. “ Although imagining further Barbara thought Erica fortunate to the point, she wisedh she'd put her studies and career before deciding to marry and have a family. “Yeah, well Barb when you look at it that way, you know we still don’t know why that bomb hesitated, was it on a timer, or was it something else, divine intervention even?” Straightway as one getting married her second year in college and getting pregnant with their first son within two years of marriage. Clearly with the exception of beginning a degree in psychiatry Barbara Ann has known nothing but marriage and children since. “I don’t think Barb we even want to consider that, if on a timer, well either way they meant to kill all of us right?” Earnestly not that she didn't love Bradford, the boys and being a wife and mother, now that she had them, she wouldn't give it up for nothing, was she just pondering the single life, the seeming greener grass.
...PERFUME WITH MYRRH, FRANKINCENSE...
SCENE VI
“So, it’s final, we’ll gonna do this? I feel guilty. Guilty? I wish Dex and Ronda could do this with us, yeah but you heard Dex, he’s not going to hold us up and if we feel that guilty, we can throw them a great wedding later. Halle’s right, I can get started right after we’re married, give them the biggest wedding ever. Location, location, location,” as a worried one moving a seat into the window did brother Dexter Leon situation pose an even greater dilemma, they’d all considered but dare not mention. “I think it’s obvious Dex is never going to leave Ronda’s side, I mean I hate to mention it, but there it is. Well he won’t have to, I’ve considered the same thing, even stayed awake at night, but what if we’re the first? The first? Yes, Wedding Now, first live broadcast, a brother and sister double wedding, the audience will eat it up. We can give interviews, our family and friends can, and as far as Dexter and Ronda they, they can view everything from the tube. How genius right? The next best thing to being there, exactly, isn’t she genius, I told you guys, how fantastic she is, yes Dix you did, you do and you’re right, this mean we have a lot to do, and you Miss genius, you got to convince wedding now, right? But I would have to be home for that, that’s fine, we’ve done about all we can, Dexter don’t need us here, plus Ronda’s brother is here and all. They’re going to be relocating her soon, she could arrive in New York as soon as we could. Hall, you alright? Yeah, it’s just that I got to run this pass Charles and see what he thinks, well just tell him ‘Wedding Now’ may agree to at least half of the expense, if not All. That ought-to perk him right up, plus Hall we’re talking about the wedding of a lifetime, one we’re not soon to forget if ever.” >>>“I could always give them my resignation, no Sye, you can’t, and don’t you go tempting me, I saw you, you know, while I was unconscious, you were talking to me, it was really dramatic. I could see your lips moving Sissy, but I couldn’t hear you, I can’t tell you how frustrating that was., a dream honey that’s all,” as one easing into a seat along the bed to him, for another time, so unfair she thought had she come so close, too close to losing, him. ”Yeah, Sye told me how we were all in danger, that if that bomb had gone off moments earlier, I know,” as one raising into a brush of new tears spiraling along an expert structure of her own, was that a reality yet so painfully unrealizable, surreality “We all know Sye, but we dare not say, what have we got ourselves into? More importantly Sissy how will we get ourselves out? I know we’re to believe this too will pass, you know as the holy scripture say, excuse me, I know, that’s never happen before, did I just, yes Sye, you just quoted the bible, well I’ll be damn, no, Sye I think you’re to be damn if you don’t know and live the bible. So, what if we die in our sins, we will have Culture. What? That’s exactly the look Brad had on his face, the precise response, this is, what does it mean? I have no ideal, but it’s Sissy like burn into my memory bank, you know, I mean with me being unconscious, dead Sye, you were dead. And upon survival they thought for sure you would have brain damage, exactly Sissy, with me being away that long, there’s no telling what I saw, heard or even experienced.”
...WITH ALL POWERS OF THE MERCHANT?..
SCENE VII
{{{“Charles, is that you? Yeah babe, it’s, whose, what’s going on? Paul is here, as so a lot of his friends, before we knew it, we were having a party going on, you‘re having a party at our place, hey sis, blame me ok, it’s all my fault, please put, what, no happy birthday or nothing? Yes Paul, I’m sorry happy birthday, now may I speak to Charles? Look hon, please don’t make a big deal out of this, a big deal? I’m looking, expecting my fiancé to walk through these doors of the hospital at any moment and he’s throwing his usually unsociable brothers a birthday party. That's all kind of strange people are in, look, you’re right, this, I will move them all out and get there as, no, there is no need, we’ll be there soon, here, yes there. It would appear we have a wedding to plan, I guess that mean you’re telling me yes? Yes, that’s exactly what it means, look, don’t stay up late, stay sober, safe and I’ll see you soon, ok then, soon, right, bye.”}}} <<<“Yes, who is there, May I help you?” Appearing as though no one was home at first, when suddenly the door opened with an older Latino female answering, inquiring "Yes, I'm Bradford Coogan and we're looking for Mr. Artelon, is he here? Oh, se, he is here," as to make room to their entry, close the door behind them, did she as well lead them this way, this seeming magical place. "Please wait here, wow, “ with Bradford Ean curiosity spiraling up and all around at fancying the rather antique markings on the tall ceiling, was it a beautiful homestead indeed, so very impressive, celebrity even. "Ah, so we meet again, ah yes, Pine Valley, “ as one anxiously taking, at shaking Bradford’s hand, as so Christian his hand, briefly although did Christian Cros wonder of this surprised visit. “You're one of Tifny's friends, yes, speaking of Tiffany, would she be here? Won't you come in?" As to lead him his way, was it best to show Bradford into the parlor, let him see for himself, how he truly meant Tiffany nor themselves no harm. "She's in the den with my brother, this is a beautiful place, my god Brad, coming up, shockingly, no question, this was not good, but what are you doing here, what's wrong? Everything is fine now, there was an explosion, explosion? Everybody is ok, I mean we lost Sye for a while, a car bomb. Nickie was, was what? Leon is dead, he was killed when, our god is Christ, then they were all in great danger? They're taking us to a safe house, they’re not taking any more chances, we had to come for you. “Yes, of course, will you give her a moment?" As one easing into her, touching and kissing her delicate hairline, ear, along a very intimate whisper, were they at Bradford’s witness this surprisingly passionate. "I don't want to leave you, I think you should, yes Tifny, go, no, I won't leave you," as one shaking her head into his head, his stout neck, hugging and holding onto him as for dear life, would she not go, how she felt her safest with him. "For a short time Tifny that's all, for a short time, you have to do this, no, yes Tifny for me. For you? For all of us, yeah plus Nickie is waiting in the car, I am more safe here and you know it, but you belong to them now, they will love you and do all manner of good to you. Please take special care of her,” as one redesigning this love of all of their lives, did Christian Cros release her once more, Bradford's way. “Goodbye Tifny, good blessings, this is not Spirit, goodbye," coming passionately upon the gentle, sweet soul he was, as well granting him a darling hug and kiss, loving and keeping him as well. “I’ll see you both soon, ok, soon, Nicholas? I know, lean not unto thine own understanding, right, in all our ways we’re to acknowledge him and he shall direct our path, that’s in proverbs, right? Yes, I believe it is, that’s odd, I’ve never done that before, never knew I could, what’s even more strange Nickie is Sissy said Sye woke up quoting scriptures as well. It's nothing" as one reassuring her placing questioning fingers to his bandages was it here Nicholas reminded himself of the conversation he had in that mirror, how he wouldn’t simply jump to conclusions, not anymore and certainty not about her. “It could’ve been a lot worse, I guess I’m thankful, we Nickie. We’re all thankful, we thought you was in that, in that car, what you mean, you all? Where did you go Tiffany, huh? We didn’t know, I’m sorry I frighten you guys, try terrified, Miss Saurus, we, Nickie! Yeah, Brad man, whatever, look, here, hand me your right hand, my right hand? Yes, and close your eyes, close, my, close them, feeling a, oddly serious Nicholas, take her hand, part it's fingers, and begin to feel the pressure, ah her terrifying heart. "Now open, just so you know. I wasn't kidding, its priceless, isn't it? And a perfect fit, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, until you and those bedazzling eyes, look into the mirror, I bet, I can't, I can't keep this, while don't give it to me, it's yours now, I imagined it and designed it, and bought it for you Tiffany Ann alone. My god, yes stunning love, your god, just put it away until you're ready to say, you know, and that's all I'm gonna say."
...BEHOLD THIS BED WHICH IS SOLOMON…
Scene VIII
{“I love you Erica, I would die without you, you stay safe.}” It was yet snowing, making the roads literally impassable and traveling never ending. Regardless, not before long, they would hurdle them all into unmarked police vehicles and drive them to a supposedly safe house, though neither of them felt safe. What’s on your mind? Matt girl, what else, so that was him on the phone? Yeah, making this that much harder, although Monroe is looking really delicious. Down girl, I know for a certainty as well Erica, as you, that three is a crowd, ump, I think Monroe alone Sissy is a crowd, ah girl don‘t pay me no mine. Man,” as one glancing vaguely about the automobile, was Erica reminded how just moments later an automobile ride nearly took all of their lives. “What have our lives come to, is this really happening? Don’t ask me that Erica with Sye coming so close to death again, yeah, but I’m a model designer, I know nothing of these drug Lords and murderers, why am I running for my life? Not just Sye Erica, everyone in that car live were in danger, and I don’t even want to imagine why it hesitated and all? Maybe sadly I know, but maybe Leon was the target, don’t we Sissy all want to believe that one, even if I seriously doubt it, what about you Nickie, what you think? I dare not Erica even guess,” with Tiffany Ann laying as close to him this disappeared from the scene as Syefan Erin, but did she hear everything they were saying, even this dear, dear heartthrob Nicholas Edin, her most challenging denial. “This is all Erica as you said, so fantastic, and all so not happening, yet it is and here we all are, here Erica we all are again and again. Yes, Sissy, make you wonder, will they run out of places to hide us? This is not our life Erica, I refuse to believe that, so I say as I hear Tip say, though my faith isn't as hers, yet I say, this too will past, now say it with me, this is not our life, this too will past!"
...THREESCORE VALIANT MEN ARE UPON IT...
SCENE IX
“Wow, look at this place,” as one causing them all at peeping out of the window upward and all around were they soon arriving them at a very nice and very large house, at least six bedrooms, four and three half baths worth. “Yeah, if this is it, this is some stayover. “ Re-freshly called a plantation house with the bedrooms upstairs leading out onto an awesome porch that spun all around the top floor, it was stunning. “We’re not alone I see,” giving his hand to assist Tiffany, with other similar houses each having a good distance apart was there also a lake with ducks right at hand and at sight in the back, all with bridges and fishing boats. “You’re right Erica, this is some get away, I don’t believe this,” opening one of the trunks was Bradford Ean faced with though a ruffled but a dressed Christmas tree. “You mean they were that considerate? Considerate enough Sissy to bring in all the gifts, it’s like a miracle, right? Right Brad, how after all that has happen Christmas haven’t been lost, ummm, what smell so good, beside you that is? A sort of Gumbo, you know I love to cook, yeah but I don’t know if I want you cooking for them,” with that one arm grabbing her about her waist at settling her between his stout thighs, right along a sensuous smooch, were they both to one the other so inviting. “I mean they’ll taste your cooking and want you for themselves, well they can‘t have me, can they? I don’t know, ah you know, you didn’t propose to me without knowing, so they can’t have me can they?” Prescribed as unusual as one trying to figure the best, easiest solution for dinner was Susan Faye as usual an expert chef. “I’m sorry Sissy, I frighten you so, frighten you all so, just you Mr. Syefan Coogan, you be careful, I mean I don’t know how many near death incidents I can take, and you missy going MIA, that's heart pounding as well. Come here Sissy girl!” As to twirl her into a waltz at designing her, a near to tears Susan Faye into his wondrous shoulder, that just as distinctive neck, ambiance, it was apparent she was about to break down. “Ah god, I love you so much, need you Sissy so much, and I Sye you, love and need you, so much.”
…FOR THE VALIANT OF ISRAEL …
SCENE X
“I keep thinking Barb how close that was you know, how for a long time there I lived with the heart stabbing sickness to madness, Sye was gone. Yes, I do know, I lived those long, agonizing hours with you, you know? I keep asking myself how did this happen, why to us of all people? I know Brad we’re the one who did everything right, and here we are, our children and all ducking and dodging murderers for our lives. So how long you think we’re gonna have to stay here? I don’t know Barb and that really frightens me, what if we can never go back to our lives? You mean this witness protection program? You know I asked Sye and he said Barb, he doubt it’s to come to that, but I don’t think he really know, so I turn to my parents, to their faith and prayer, god Barb, will deliver us, vanquish our enemies, all. I thought they were gone when I heard that explosion, I just knew Nickie and Sye were gone, that even my life, this life Barb was over. You did good,” rubbing his stout, muscular back into this pleasant pastime, did she have such the hunky, special husband. “I hate to think Brad how all of this would’ve went, if you’d not been there, the way you took charge and everything. “Yeah, but I was terrified, yes, and you used it to save your brother’s life, you think they had a detonator, that, that’s why the explosion held unto you guys were free of the car? I don’t Brad know, I don’t think I even want to imagine having Jay and Danny in that car, but if we're the target, they didn't hesitate, I think a miracle just happen. Yeah,” taking as to fold her into a comforting, feel especially good hold, his lovely, wondrous other half, "I do too, Dr. Barbara Ann Coogan, I do too."
...THEY ALL HOLD SWORDS BEING EXPERT IN WAR...
SCENE XI
“I’m not telling you to lie, but to simply not tell her, you want to lose her, you want to lose Halle? Of course not, I woke up in bed naked with another woman, I’ve already broken the most important oath of a marriage, how am I supposed to act as though it didn’t happen? Halle is better than that, deserve better than that, look I’m going, this is your funeral, I guess you should have your say before it’s over and done, but why ruin you two over something so trivia, huh, why? What was her name? Where does she live, how do you even reach her and who were you really thinking about while you two were at it? Trivia you say, you know you're being a monster right now, right? And I was thinking of myself, no one Paul but myself, thanks for the party man and I’ll see you soon, you’re welcome and I won’t be holding my breath to see you anytime soon at all, see I could be really offended by that, yeah but who cares, apparently you do, and too, too much. {{{“Yeah, Charles here, hey babe, whoa, who is, Halle? No guess again, maybe you have the wrong number, yeah about like I had the wrong address last night, bed, even party, now I hear you got a fiancé, you know one of those things you marry, and everything goes downhill from there. How did you get this number, from you silly, don’t you Remember? Look whatever happen between us last night was a mistake, you right, I do have a fiancé and I love her something awful and I’m not gonna let you and no one else ruin it for us. Ok, ok, blah, blah blah, just call me when it's over, said and done, marriage always is, bye doll, its' been fun, the best ever, can't wait to do it all again, and again."}}} "Ah god what have I done?” As one easing into an unsettled sort onto his yet to be mad bed, Charleston Maurice couldn’t believe he’d been that, done that, drunk or sober, it was inexcusable. "And what do I do now that it's done?” >>> “You, do it?” Discovering a distant Christian Cros in front of a blazing fireplace, had he been as dissipated since he’d again send Tiffany Ann packing. “I thought you was sleeping, I try, I could not, there is this of what you said to Tifny, how she belongs to them, she is to you, she not to leave you. You don’t think I haven’t thought about it day and night, you think I need you to remind me. Again Spirit she came to me, gave and trusted herself to me and again, I send her right away, packing as you say, yes, convincing Tifny as little they love you and to care, for you or thyself. She’s his wife ok, just as Carmilla is mine, she may not know that or isn’t willing to admit it, I did what I had to do, what Spirit had to be done. But she’s Maaseiah,” a witness how a sorely distraught Christian Cros is to swab at speedy tears designing mean yet tolerable scares, even as much anguish as he was feeling, please Lord help him shake it off. “Yes, my god yes, he will settle this Spirit, he began it and he’s the only one who’s to settle it, now off with you, with us both, I can already hear Mrs. Martha’s mouth. I don’t understand, good, it’s good Spirit to know there are some things you just don’t understand, now to bed like I say or suffer the consequences, don’t say it,” as one raising a warning finger like a readied sword his way, did Christian know how Spirit is to challenge his every word. “Then goodnight, you Spirit as well, and get some sleep, it will do you well the brother I love that you’re to take your own advice and get to sleep, you start classes tomorrow. My ma,ma now in heaven, how did you do it? As one closing his eyes, and bowing his head into a prayer, would Spirit River one or another get his say, or was it his way? “You will Ma,ma by angel mail get him word again, how best to do, what is done? Ok Spirit, still it’s goodnight, you too ma, ma now in heaven.”
...EVERY MAN HATH HIS SWORD UPON HIS THIGH...
SCENE XII
“O my gracious you guys have clay, do you know how long it’s been since I’ve played with clay?” As one standing over a fireplace watching Tiffany in the other room playing with his two nephews at displaying a tenderness and compassion that modeled her even more wonderful, Tiffany was a natural when it came to children, and as well from what he could see, she yet wore his ring, very, very encouraging. "Now I wonder just what can I design and what color will I chose? Hey boys" kneeling beside them as to befriend them, were they as usual meeting and greeting him with such favor and delight, their uncle Nickie, as they like to say. "You guys mind if I borrow your aunt Tiffany? Look uncle Nickie," as one showing his uncle his clay creation, did uncle Nickie think it best resembled a train or a train wreck. "Ummm I like that, a train right?” As one doting Little Jason’s nose did he just as soon take Tiffany's hand at pleading that they talk, leading her onto that impressive porch outdoors. "I have no explanations for Christian,” folding unpleasant arms into one the other as it was pretty chilly out, were they coming onto a lovely as could be balcony, the sunlight it's brightest. "I didn't ask for any, I just want to talk, I've spent this day trying to forget about it, trying to forget us, the other night, trying to pretend Nicholas it didn't happen, then you give me this flawless reminder. My god!" As one fanning uneasy eyes, even a perturbed disposition across a spacious, quite beautiful landscape at sniffing and brushing away a single spill, thinking how puzzling. "I can't believe I let that happen, yeah, but you're even more incredible as a result, look I know I'm to tell you I'm sorry that night happen Tiffany but, Nicholas I don't want this, I don't freaking want this, and there's no telling what you must think of me? Think of you, I love you, that ring isn't an apology, it's finally an admittance that since the first day we meet I wanted you to be my wife, ah god Nicholas, you don't know me, I don't have to know you to love you, well, that's normally how it goes. I know that you're the most passionate and compassionate person ever, I know that your love Tiffany is a genuine love, priceless and those loved of, but Nicholas, you don't know me, me Nicholas, Tiffany Ann, the person, not the fantasy! You think I‘m that naive, that somehow I don’t know the difference, that the other night was an ongoing castle in the sky come true and now real kicks in life? Look, as much as you want too, and need to you can't run from me, from this, from us, I know, I've tried, there are so many places in this world a person can run, trying to flee their worries, their heartbreak, but they can never run away from the heart of truth, you are this happiness, you are this mended heart? Maybe, ah baby I know you're hurting, you know I didn't want to leave him?" Roughly drying her cheeks along a stretch of impending nostrils, eyes into a sun-setting at stopping Nicholas still at her burning advances to intimacy for another. "I begged him, he turn me away like always, as, always, so I know rejection, I'm sorry, no, to be rightly honest Tiffany I'm not sorry, I shared my most innermost heart and passion, my very blood with you, the woman Tiffany I love, I don't give a damn about this guy, friend or foe. I need you Tiffany so much it frightens me, I'm so disjointed and all I want to do, ba, darling girl is climb into that frightening me so and loose myself , yet heal us forever. There is so much you don't know, I know what I shared with you wasn't some one time fling for me, like you Tiffany Ann, that part of my life, my very soul is very sacred, very private and though I know neither of us truly understood what happen, why even, I believe we both wanted it to happen, even Tiffany, needed it to happen. You have no idea what you're saying, what you're getting into, and the monster of Hike's Peak does? My god who was she and why did she villain his blood so? Easily and unintentionally being every man’s fantasy, but just as earthy, humble, just as human being and fanciful, "I know Tiffany you're departed in ways unspeakable and you think who better to know you, to understand you, your horrors and sorrows, your everything broken than this broken guy? He's not the only one so severely scarred, believe me Nicholas Edin when I tell, you're better off without me, maybe, but this heart says there's no doing this without you, no way Tiffany Ann, no way, no way. Then you are fooled, I'm fooled because I'm in love with the woman I love? Yes I said it and you wonder woman, every woman ever, ever understood it very well, you cannot run from this, to him or no one else, I believe you and I Tiffany have been running away from each other forever only to end up with one another forever I think you know that as well as I, now look at us here together. Ah god Nicholas you're not making sense, aren't I, how long Tiffany have you loved me? What? You heard me, whyvyou took that ring so easiky, you got just as tangled and lost my delicious blood as I did yours, stop it, stop it, okay, my god! As one flopping annoyingly into the nearest seat how, would she ever get out of this, out of the favor of one Nicholas Edin Coogan and loving to love him, Tiffany Ann Saurus? This is so crazy, so, so crazy speaking of crazy Tiffany, we weren't strangers, we didn't Tiffany simply stumble into a bed but a marriage bed. Look at and listen to brilliant Attorney at law, Nicholas Edin Coogan, how truly astonishing he is, these stout chiseled features, his beautiful, simply relentless green eyes, evenly his rather scurried blonde mane, this simply brilliant soft skin, his awesome build and boyish compassion, maybe it's true, I don't know you Nicholas Coogan perhaps you are my faceless man? Excuse me? What that's to, nothing, I got to go, I just got to get out of here, I swear you don't know me, I’m not a nice person, now please." Unable at wrestling her wrist apart from his grip into a daring eye to eye stance, the most brilliant human being he'd ever in his life-time meet, scuffling like so did she soon break apart into that preferred exit. “Damn it, did I just now do exactly what I swore I wouldn't do? Ah god if you‘re there, and in love with this little O me, please help me with the paradox deemed Tiffany Ann Saurus, please lord, please, just as she's yours, trust her to be mine, and I will do right by her, you know this heart, you know I will!”
…BECAUSE OF THE FEAR IN THE NIGHT…
SCENE XIII
"What about Dexter?” Helping her with her packing had brother Deserk Allum relocated all Corronda’s flowers and well wishing apparently as she wished at tucking her in rather nicely. "He had nothing to do with these things, he's trying to find the punks who did. WILL YOU PLEASE!” Witnessed upon as one touching and massaging her temple into it's pounding would a persistent Desrek Allum back himself down. "Ok Ron, ok you're right, it's none of my business. Finally," making herself comfortable in bed until they’re to wheel her out and away, how maybe having the oldest brother Desrek there wasn’t a good ideal "you see! I just hate seeing you like this, please Desrek just leave me alone," angrily fluffing her pillow into a rough lay of her head was Desrek’s truth like piercing knives targeting a harden heart. "I‘ve made up my mind, I no longer want to speak about it, ok, ok it's your life, I'm glad you finally realize that." Evident to him that his sister was making the most important decisions in her life out of possibly the worse pains and anger ever instead of a pure heart did Desrek Allum know that these were unwise decisions that would come back to both hunt and hurt her in the longest run. “{{{ I know, it’s a recipe for disaster just like you Sole said, I can hear you two, don’t make me put you out as well! “Yes, a restraining order, against Dexter and the rest of them, I’ve tried but, she, no, no, so unbending, even Sole unforgiving, well she’s not listening to me. So how long before they get here?” I know, I know, they’re not staying long, and you going to watch the store? Yeah you too, I told her soon, yeah, Sole man, later.”
…KING SOLOMON MADE HIMSELF A CHARIOT…
SCENE XIV
“Wow, you smell really good, it’s new, you like? Yes, I really like, so how big of a mess did you guys make last night? It wasn’t bad at all,” as one helping her bags into the car, as so her, was a keeping his mouth shut Charles picking her up at the airport. “Once Paul saw how displeased you were, I’m sorry I was such the party-pooper, it’s just that those kinds of things hardly go right when planned, we could be televised, we, televised, I don’t, our wedding. Dix’ fiancé, Dix has a fiancé? Ah yes, really pretty, high quality, even model like, anyway she work for ‘Wedding Now,’ never heard of it, I know, yet they’re beginning a new program where they’re to start televising weddings and we could be their first couple, how great is that? You’re serious, you like the ideal, I mean we’re talking about a double wedding, excuse me, yes, Dix and Kim, you and I, Kim, that’s her name, Kimberly Nolan, she said ‘Wedding Now’ just may cover all the expenses, how it could be a wedding we’ll never to forget. I can’t do it, you can’t accept the most astonishing wedding imaginable free? Is it because it’s a double, no, I can’t marry you, I thought I was the one having doubts, you asked, I wasn’t alone last night. What?” Having pulled them into their yard, did Charles feel like such the coward, how he couldn’t keep such a trivia thing to himself, that he’s to tear her heart out this way, but the cat was out of the bag so to speak. “I’ll pack some of my things now, and come for the others later, you slept with someone, in our home, in our bed? Yes, yes and yes, ah god Charles, how could you be so irresponsible? I think I wanted to sabotage it all,” with a single tear wiggling along wayward facial features could this be the only reason that he’s to make such the heinous misjudgment. “You think that’s what I was trying to do, incapacitate this relationship all because of fear, of intimidation? I’m getting out now, getting my things and going into the house, you’re welcome to come in and pack, pack well, for you won’t be coming back. Hall, don’t touch me, don’t ever, ever touch me, everything we had, the life we’d plan, even the family, our entire lives Char for the next twenty or so years and you ejaculated over it all. Who does that to someone they’ve sworn themselves to, plan a life with, even a death, who in the hell Char does something like that? You are such a bastard, my god in heaven, such a bastard! I don’t know, you’ve really confused me and that is so unfair, please tell me you used protection, yes,” ingesting a thick, bitter disgrace was this the greatest trial of their relationship, that he’d done such a stupid, stupid thing as this. “I, this, none of this, I don’t know what to say, how to say it, I’ll say it, apparently you’re not ready for marriage. You told me, and that count for something, but to be lead astray Char so easily, that is really concerning, I mean you was too drunk to realize but sober enough to protect yourself, what does that mean.?”
...OF THE WOODS OF LEBANON...
SCENE XV
Looking at Nicholas Edin moving his things into the guest house, odd, seeing he thought that would be Sye and Sissy's spot. "I see you let your little brother take the connecting house and office, yeah he need it more than me, taking it to keep space between Tip and himself, though he is but not wanting to pressure her. I hope he know what he's doing, Tip and this Mr Artelon, there's an intimate passion there that said, more than friendship, way more Sye than friendship. Well, did you tell Nickie? Moving into the kitchen, refreshing his hot cup, they'd escape them into the boondocks, but how safe were they really? "No, he would only cast it off as my misreading it all, and are you? Let's just say if Mr Artelon had not convinced her, and I mean really persuade her, Nickie waiting in the car and all, Tip would not be here. I tell you she practically begged him to stay, after he's already suffered literally putting his life on hold for her. You know that's Sye all Stef was, I feel strongly if she'd not called things off, he honestly would have. I thought you'd like that," he was keeping his distance, which was obvious
why he'd set himself up in the guesthouse no less, she had to admit, said distance was tempting, she guess she missed the flirting. "Ah, caught with your hand in the cookie jar, I promised your boys milk and cookies, I'm not going back without them, they really Tip enjoy spending time with you, yes dear oh dad, and I with them. You know I have twin much younger brothers, no, I didn't know that, yeah, so I'm kinda a pro at this, should I Tip be concern about how close you are to Mr Artelon, seeing how truly close my brother is to you, ring and all? Sorry, I just had to ask, I know, you're being the loving and caring older brother you and Syefan are, I wouldn't do anything to lead Nicholas on, I know how he feel and I will not abuse it, I promise you, perfect answer, later then, yes, later."
BEAST OF BEAUTY
...HE MADE THE
PILLARS THEREOF OF SILVER...
CHAPTER VIII
SCENE I
"It's cold" Dusting his hair and rubbing his nose at his father splashing him with a snowball, "you started it" was big brother Daniel additionally for revenge chasing their father. As one laughing her side to pain at her family, at thinking what a difference a day make, how just yesterday it seemed as though all was lost, just last night her very special husband Bradford Ean was crying in her breast, nearly frighten to death. Although now here they were, the three of them building a snowman and having snowball fights, it was truly beginning to look a lot like Christmas, not actually the one they'd planned, but still a very special one indeed. Family and friends were together, all of them were there, except Matthew at Erica's reminder was she now as one becoming rather close to this Monroe guy who wasn't far from getting his way with her it seemed. Knowing Erica drew men did Barbara also know her to be rather the flirt, here hoping this Matthew guy knew what he was doing trusting his heart to such an unrestrained person. Comprehending Erica and her whorish ways well, she is the one who literally prevented Barbara and Bradford's marriage trying her best to come between them, her all out purpose to marry at least one of the Coogan boys and possibly seduce the others. "Arrgggg, get those popsicle hands off, off!" Naturally with a fleeing Jason wrapping his cold, wet hands about her legs at alerting Barbara back into the now, screaming he was and trying to hide from his big brother did a playful Barbara Ann snatch him up and run into the house, up the stairs laughing and screaming at both Daniel and Bradford giving chase. "They gonna sleep good tonight," laughing and heading toward the kitchen to check on the fancy dinner she was preparing, even to Susan this was all amazing, beauty in the broken she guessed Tiffany Ann would say. They'd all been brought together, the tragic circumstances under which they'd been forced there was nothing to be celebrated but being there together with lovers, friends and family would make what could have truly been tragic, adorably tolerable. Seeming after all, they would get what they wanted for Christmas and the new year, to spend it together with loved ones and friends, indeed was a grateful Susan thinking who could ask for more than that? Things have been and could be a lot worse. “You wouldn’t be following me now would you? Of course,” leaping into a seat upon the kitchen counter just this stunner stalker, even knight, “you see Sissy I’m your bodyguard, hence I get to go wherever you go. So they’re not allowed to guard my body huh?” Fitting her stylish frame between his thighs into a biting smooch of this lovely husband to be, this is most time, even play time they'd spent together ever, “that’s exactly what I mean. So what’s smelling so good, "no, no," shaking a wooden spoon playfully after him, “it’s not me after all, it’s my cooking pot you want. I admit your cooking is good,” organizing himself a valueless suitor to her neck, that edible ear, spoor, biting and tickling her right into his flirting arms “but not that good, not good as you I mean. I love you Mr. Syefan Coogan, where did you get that name anyway? While father always told me my name was to originally be Stefan but mother made a misprint and thought it was clever, as so was Bradford name to be Ronald but at the last minute she named him after a close deceased friend and there you have it. You guys Sye never speak of her,” stirring in a pinch of salt, pepper, as so other flavor enhancements, her from grandma table, soup supreme, “almost like you never had a mother only a father. I know,” visibly activating standing teardrops to each eye spilling over momentarily, think how both amazing grace and sadness,“things with my Mother Sissy are complicated,” perhaps one day they won’t be and I’ll talk to you about it, ah her Karsiann Coogan, you already have, see, that's the first Sye I' to actually know her name, and so pretty, Karsiann. ”
...THE BUTTONS THEREOF OF GOLD…
SCENE II
Standing in a sizable study crying at Dexter Leon confirming her deepest regrets Corronda wouldn't see or speak with her, with Dexter's voice trembling by an emotional breakdown unto a cracking throat flexed skyward {{{"she doesn't want nothing to do with us, especially with you and your friends, so she foolishly say, she's holding, she doesn't May know what she's saying it's the pain talking, she's leaving May," at adding insult to misery had these events really tore him up, all now his tell, tell voice "going home to Jamaica, she's insisting her life here is, you know, I'm sorry May," Dexter Leon was, he was sorry, he was more sorry than mere words could say, having to pass own such heart ripping news, "but you May, having lost a finance of all people know heart wounds heal in time and that's what our Ronda need, time, say something, a little something to be me please May, hello, May!'}}} Replacing the phone into an array of dramatic sensitivity igniting an explosion squealing and knocking everything from that desk top, even the pictures the walls crashing to the floor . "What the hell was that?" At a time like this they all were alarmed, eventually bringing them her way at discovering Tiffany Ann as one totally distressed, combustible even,a pt to explode. "Tip?" Moving in cautiously at the sight of Tiffany with blood all over her hands, what's wrong? She blame me! Who honey blame you? Ronda, who the hell else! Ok" a motherly Susan warrant to calm her, Tiffany was hurt she was bleeding pretty bad, "I'm sorry about that honey but you're bleeding, let's get you cleaned, nobody freaking touch me!" With a look, an aim wholly intimidating, the way she felt she may as well bleed to death and get it all over with "nobody! Tip, let us help you, I'm warning all of you, you stay the hell away! Tiffany,” with a caring Nicholas Edin approaching it was as though Tiffany Ann had cut a vein she was bleeding so heavily, look at me, okay, please, just calm, you’re bleeding pretty bad. Just you stay the hell away from me, all of you, now sweetheart you know I can't do that, let me help you, you hurt, I hurt, you bleed, I bleed, no! Come on try it pretty boy," grabbing a letter opener as she’s to ready a weapon at mapping a place to run, to escape but did a penetrating her every move Nicholas Edin see her strategy, running with her, catching her and wrestling her to the floor. “Nah!!!!!!!!!!! Just me die, just let me, ah god, just let, we can wrap it and get her to the trauma center, no, no, no doctors, no hospitals, hey, hey, I'll see you there, stay with you always, no, noooooo! Well here's the culprit, a sharp glass object that broke when she hit it I guess, something tell me Sye this has Corronda written all over it. I'm gonna take her for stitches, alright you two, be careful, I told you Sissy how her friend Dexter came after me, but when things this bad happen, people have to blame someone, why not us? Especially Sissy Tip, since she was their primary target, that doesn’t even sound real, that Tip is some mobster, drug cartel target for assassination, my god what is this world coming to? We’re gonna get past this, “hey, this too loving girl all my heart will past, it’s all gonna work out, you’ll see, it has too Sissy, it just has too." >>>"I can't believe this, I keep letting you persuade me against my will, you're talking about the other night," seeing he 's to meticulously brush his cheek, feeling the confusion he must of felt, even guilt, perhaps he'd gone too far, that they both had. "The other night, making myself that vulnerable to you was, was, but that doesn't mean Nicholas I don't want to undo it," stretching her own golden, tearing eyes skyward, hurting in ways not since losing Michael Day, it was all not to open that car door and just leap out to waiting death! "What a ball of confusion all of this is, and that quoting vows stunt, stunt? If you think that Tiffany Ann was a stunt then you haven't been hearing me, seeing me even, you don't know me when it come to you at all. That was no stunt, with your eyes closed I opened that compartment there, pulled out your ring, I'm so serious, we leave the hospital we can go straight to the courthouse. I'll kneel and formally ask you to be my eternal mate, and stand to you and repeat those same heart and soul vows, again. "We'll here," coming around as to help her out, but Tiffany Ann wasn't having it, no matter how much it hurt, she couldn't be this vulnerable to him. "I don't want your hand Mr Coogan, the last time you offered it to me during a hospital setting I lost a fiance, right, I forgot, that's my fault as well. Thankfully, the most you'll need are a few stitches, a tetanus shot, please, {{{we have an open wound cut, need urgent attention}}} examine room 3 please, you can assist her, yes, thank you, or I could Tiffany just wait out here, whatever Mr Coogan make you happy, even the courthouse after surgery? Actually you're not my type, and now that I've cried, pleaded and beat myself up and asked god's forgiveness to flush you out, I can admit that, you're not my type. Let's see what we have here, a few itches, I would think you been up to something naughty, no, nothing like that, and gorgeous fellow over here can vouch for you? Your vitial are normal, hummm, seven maybe ten stitches and you're out of here, and you gorgeous, please give me a reason to touch you, thanks, but I'm, ah, okay, too bad then, just too, too bad. Then could I get you love to fill out this card and show some me ID, coffee, tea or me? No, I'm fine, okay I need you to get up here, let me monitor you for fifteen and you're free to go, you two behave now, you know as I would if you mister gorgeous was mine. You don't plan on letting me touch you ever again are you? Not even on my deathbed, wouldn't even want you to be a pallbearer at my funeral, touching my casket would be the same as touching me. I guess that's no to the marriage proposal, huh? Yeah, a big giant hell no! Miss Saurus, you're free to leave, look Mr Coogan, just do us all a favor, and stay away from me, if that's Miss Saurus what you want, it is, okay, ah, let's get back, I'll even ride up front so we won't be tempted, well that's a start, isn't it?"
...THE COVERING OF IT OF PURPLE …
SCENE III
"Please mommy please," insisting their mother read them a before dinner story did Daniel and Jason have the hardest time choosing between the two books they did have. Daniel wanted to hear about the brave soldier boy, while Jason wanted to hear his favorite cat in the hat story. Well since Jason always heard the cat in the hat story, Barbara decided to read about The Brave Soldier Boy, a book by Thaddeus Wilson, seemingly it wasn't long before they were both in agreement. "What else is going to happen?" Coming onto a silent porch, into a perilous Nicholas Edin, drop dead gorgeous and all , "don't know, I want to take her away from all of this Erica but I am afraid we're running out of places to go, you really love her don't you? Yes," glancing a once worrisome appearing her way into a thick swallow, even remembering her rejection but that wouldn't stop him, "I know you didn't think I noticed, I guess I didn't, well people tend to think I'm this irresponsible air head but I'm not. I never thought that about you, any of you, I know people have a different way of looking at the world, I know too Erica they fashion their lives and reactions accordingly. So have you told Tip how you feel? It only seem to embitter her the more, ahhh, that's horse pucky, Tip love you as well, she's just kicking against the inedible. Excuse me, I said Tip really care about you, I heard that, what's this, a girl talk reveal? Let's just Mr Coogan say you're not alone, you’re not alone at all.”
...THE MIDST THEREOF BEING PAVED WITH LOVE FOR THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE IV
"Ummm," adorably sniffing and peeping around Susan's dinner, something smells delicious, what is, don't stick your fingers in my sauce" whipping him with a now prevailing spoon "ouch, you're
dangerous Sis. You want to go and see if Tip will come down for dinner? Send me" unusually playful did Nicholas need a reason to go knocking after her "go on she might listen to you, yeah, yeah if she bite my head off you're the first to be hunted by a headless lover. Tiffany?" Knocking, moving in uninvited, researching was the only light that shinning in from a passing day thus the room was twilight and she, this sleeping beauty just as stunning in it. “Are you sleep?“ Soon kneeling to this lonesome heart grabber cuddled into an adorable rocking chair fast asleep, sidling closer, trying not to waken her just yet, needing to, "hey, ah god you frighten the hell out of me, I'm sorry, I knocked several times, dinner, Sissy, it's almost, it's, I don't want any dinner!" Sitting additionally at angrily yanking her covers tighter, readying to relax, even fall asleep, making up for the night past. "Nor do I want to go out into the damn snow, nor do I want anything to drink, I want to be left the hell alone! What Nicholas? If you let me, I will love you forever, do you know how insane you are? Just come, plus Sissy insist I get you or I wouldn't be here, okay, okay don't bite my head off, I'm going but I'm missing you" backing the drop dread gorgeous humanitarian he was out, as he said Sissy had truly pressured him to be the one, Tiffany has already missed a couple of meals, they were getting concern. "And that's a shame you being here with me and all. You won't tell anyone, right? I mean that can spoil ah, no, of course not, way too precious, you don't still hate me for that, right? As you Mr. Coogan possibly heard, I was kinda saving that intricate part of myself for marriage, although you did propose many times, quote vows, offered a ring, knee, all. Yeah, I really darling girl couldn't help myself, you was such a rapacious discovery, I'm having you and I'm not letting go, so you sure you won't, you know, be my wife, the mother of my children and help meet for life eternal? I think I'm beginning to figure, like you're winning me over, if not Mike then who else to marry? Please don't, just don't ask, earth to Tiffany, good-night Nicholas" roughly swallowing that bitter denial a brow to speedy tears, did she again reconsider relocating home to Jamaica and be done with all of it, all of them, especially this persistent finace . "I love you, I promised myself, you, I promised you that I wouldn't say that, then Tiffany Ann you must forgive me, forgive, ah, forgive me, for loving you and treasuring you the way I do. I lay awake all day and into the night imagining a way, that there’s some phenomenon, miraculous formula by which I'm to undo what we did that night, I know who it is Nicholas I love, I know who I want to spend this life with. I know that is what I thought with Mike, and, and, and it isn't me? I don't mean to hurt you, no, I can't Tiffany make you love me, but that has always been the problem with us, haven't it? If what happen between us, that marriage bed is to make you so miserable then laying all my selfish parley aside I'm sorry and I release you to your own will. Nicholas, you’re right, let’s make the best of the time we do have, I don’t Tiffany Ann Saurus want your sympathy, while Attorney Nicholas Edin Coogan, I just decided I want yours, so give me fifteen, are you sure about this? You knowing who you love and, I’m sure, ok, then I’ll wait for you downstairs, thank you, I'll be there.”
...GO FORTH O YE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE V
"Ah god I'm still here, not dreaming, not with mom and dad, just this continuing nightmare, ah, god Christian I so need you" waking the next morning to a strange bedroom Tiffany could see the shower which made for tempting comfort. Feeling so tired, physically ambushed sort of, but it had been a long night, they'd stayed up most of it watching movies, Nicholas face being the last she, walking her back to her room. How long would her life be like this? Both this beauty and this beast, filled of both sorrows and gladness, so filled with disappointment and shame, how long? Undressing herself at stepping into the shower did the hot waters flirting with her perfumed soap bring a valley of spring floral dancing right in and she so enchanted. An exhilarating oscillation pleasuring every touch of her appetizing skin into despoiling all tense places so close to her and yet so far away. Even those bringing her into delicious memories of Michael Day and the last time they were to make love , it too was a moment like this one, one whereas under hot shower waters was she in deep dreaming of him when suddenly a breeze fell upon her and just as suddenly her excessive lover. Wasting no time did Michael Day began an urgent ascent upon her, pushing his tongue deep into her warm breath, whispers were she could not only feel but taste his sensational lust and over mastering purpose after her. Allowing this steaming form of him upon her breast, unto her stomach and navel, then against her thighs, alluring and soon firing her private places, enhancing an imagination that if she’s to escape this emphasizing, truly irresistible seduction she to as a cat woman climb the walls. Indeed with his black mane wrapped in the fingers of her violent bellowing, it was then she began to feel his warm breath against her private wetness, his tantalizing tongue teasing her sweetness, it was maddening, and she was screaming inside, blaring insanely he was kissing her there. Tearing away all composure, all reason by this excruciating invasion was she as one pleading with him to stop killing her, this steaming desperation to her entire being and he, Michael Day this massive, expert,, "Ti-fa-nyyyy," as usual messing in her things was Erica Lynn after her for breakfast, "you're ok?" Fixing that attention toward a now still shower "hey breakfast is done, everybody is wondering after you," at cutting off the steaming waters, sniffing and shutting off those riotous dreams, for all they' been with Nicholas Edin just now, making them erotically, ceiling climbing true, unforgettable. "Yes, coming out, sorry to disturb you but I knocked, I guess you couldn't hear me, anybody ever tell you Erica Lynn what great timing you have? Only Matt, does that count?" Teasing her as she often did at discovering other goodies of Tiffany Ann's and she fussing at her as usual "You know Tip, right at that critical moment, that's cute Erica, sorry, what a virgin know of such things, right? Why is everybody so damn concern about me? Believe me stunner girl I've been asking myself that for years, get out of my room, get the hell out!!! What if I say I'm sorry? You'll be lying, just go, don't make me come back up here or, or send Nickie after you, you know I will, ah god can't I just run away, even from this fantastic realism?"
...THE BUTTONS THEREOF OF GOLD…
SCENE II
Standing in a sizable study crying at Dexter Leon confirming her deepest regrets Corronda wouldn't see or speak with her, with Dexter's voice trembling by an emotional breakdown unto a cracking throat flexed skyward {{{"she doesn't want nothing to do with us, especially with you and your friends, so she foolishly say, she's holding, she doesn't May know what she's saying it's the pain talking, she's leaving May," at adding insult to misery had these events really tore him up, all now his tell, tell voice "going home to Jamaica, she's insisting her life here is, you know, I'm sorry May," Dexter Leon was, he was sorry, he was more sorry than mere words could say, having to pass own such heart ripping news, "but you May, having lost a finance of all people know heart wounds heal in time and that's what our Ronda need, time, say something, a little something to be me please May, hello, May!'}}} Replacing the phone into an array of dramatic sensitivity igniting an explosion squealing and knocking everything from that desk top, even the pictures the walls crashing to the floor . "What the hell was that?" At a time like this they all were alarmed, eventually bringing them her way at discovering Tiffany Ann as one totally distressed, combustible even,a pt to explode. "Tip?" Moving in cautiously at the sight of Tiffany with blood all over her hands, what's wrong? She blame me! Who honey blame you? Ronda, who the hell else! Ok" a motherly Susan warrant to calm her, Tiffany was hurt she was bleeding pretty bad, "I'm sorry about that honey but you're bleeding, let's get you cleaned, nobody freaking touch me!" With a look, an aim wholly intimidating, the way she felt she may as well bleed to death and get it all over with "nobody! Tip, let us help you, I'm warning all of you, you stay the hell away! Tiffany,” with a caring Nicholas Edin approaching it was as though Tiffany Ann had cut a vein she was bleeding so heavily, look at me, okay, please, just calm, you’re bleeding pretty bad. Just you stay the hell away from me, all of you, now sweetheart you know I can't do that, let me help you, you hurt, I hurt, you bleed, I bleed, no! Come on try it pretty boy," grabbing a letter opener as she’s to ready a weapon at mapping a place to run, to escape but did a penetrating her every move Nicholas Edin see her strategy, running with her, catching her and wrestling her to the floor. “Nah!!!!!!!!!!! Just me die, just let me, ah god, just let, we can wrap it and get her to the trauma center, no, no, no doctors, no hospitals, hey, hey, I'll see you there, stay with you always, no, noooooo! Well here's the culprit, a sharp glass object that broke when she hit it I guess, something tell me Sye this has Corronda written all over it. I'm gonna take her for stitches, alright you two, be careful, I told you Sissy how her friend Dexter came after me, but when things this bad happen, people have to blame someone, why not us? Especially Sissy Tip, since she was their primary target, that doesn’t even sound real, that Tip is some mobster, drug cartel target for assassination, my god what is this world coming to? We’re gonna get past this, “hey, this too loving girl all my heart will past, it’s all gonna work out, you’ll see, it has too Sissy, it just has too." >>>"I can't believe this, I keep letting you persuade me against my will, you're talking about the other night," seeing he 's to meticulously brush his cheek, feeling the confusion he must of felt, even guilt, perhaps he'd gone too far, that they both had. "The other night, making myself that vulnerable to you was, was, but that doesn't mean Nicholas I don't want to undo it," stretching her own golden, tearing eyes skyward, hurting in ways not since losing Michael Day, it was all not to open that car door and just leap out to waiting death! "What a ball of confusion all of this is, and that quoting vows stunt, stunt? If you think that Tiffany Ann was a stunt then you haven't been hearing me, seeing me even, you don't know me when it come to you at all. That was no stunt, with your eyes closed I opened that compartment there, pulled out your ring, I'm so serious, we leave the hospital we can go straight to the courthouse. I'll kneel and formally ask you to be my eternal mate, and stand to you and repeat those same heart and soul vows, again. "We'll here," coming around as to help her out, but Tiffany Ann wasn't having it, no matter how much it hurt, she couldn't be this vulnerable to him. "I don't want your hand Mr Coogan, the last time you offered it to me during a hospital setting I lost a fiance, right, I forgot, that's my fault as well. Thankfully, the most you'll need are a few stitches, a tetanus shot, please, {{{we have an open wound cut, need urgent attention}}} examine room 3 please, you can assist her, yes, thank you, or I could Tiffany just wait out here, whatever Mr Coogan make you happy, even the courthouse after surgery? Actually you're not my type, and now that I've cried, pleaded and beat myself up and asked god's forgiveness to flush you out, I can admit that, you're not my type. Let's see what we have here, a few itches, I would think you been up to something naughty, no, nothing like that, and gorgeous fellow over here can vouch for you? Your vitial are normal, hummm, seven maybe ten stitches and you're out of here, and you gorgeous, please give me a reason to touch you, thanks, but I'm, ah, okay, too bad then, just too, too bad. Then could I get you love to fill out this card and show some me ID, coffee, tea or me? No, I'm fine, okay I need you to get up here, let me monitor you for fifteen and you're free to go, you two behave now, you know as I would if you mister gorgeous was mine. You don't plan on letting me touch you ever again are you? Not even on my deathbed, wouldn't even want you to be a pallbearer at my funeral, touching my casket would be the same as touching me. I guess that's no to the marriage proposal, huh? Yeah, a big giant hell no! Miss Saurus, you're free to leave, look Mr Coogan, just do us all a favor, and stay away from me, if that's Miss Saurus what you want, it is, okay, ah, let's get back, I'll even ride up front so we won't be tempted, well that's a start, isn't it?"
...THE COVERING OF IT OF PURPLE …
SCENE III
"Please mommy please," insisting their mother read them a before dinner story did Daniel and Jason have the hardest time choosing between the two books they did have. Daniel wanted to hear about the brave soldier boy, while Jason wanted to hear his favorite cat in the hat story. Well since Jason always heard the cat in the hat story, Barbara decided to read about The Brave Soldier Boy, a book by Thaddeus Wilson, seemingly it wasn't long before they were both in agreement. "What else is going to happen?" Coming onto a silent porch, into a perilous Nicholas Edin, drop dead gorgeous and all , "don't know, I want to take her away from all of this Erica but I am afraid we're running out of places to go, you really love her don't you? Yes," glancing a once worrisome appearing her way into a thick swallow, even remembering her rejection but that wouldn't stop him, "I know you didn't think I noticed, I guess I didn't, well people tend to think I'm this irresponsible air head but I'm not. I never thought that about you, any of you, I know people have a different way of looking at the world, I know too Erica they fashion their lives and reactions accordingly. So have you told Tip how you feel? It only seem to embitter her the more, ahhh, that's horse pucky, Tip love you as well, she's just kicking against the inedible. Excuse me, I said Tip really care about you, I heard that, what's this, a girl talk reveal? Let's just Mr Coogan say you're not alone, you’re not alone at all.”
...THE MIDST THEREOF BEING PAVED WITH LOVE FOR THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE IV
"Ummm," adorably sniffing and peeping around Susan's dinner, something smells delicious, what is, don't stick your fingers in my sauce" whipping him with a now prevailing spoon "ouch, you're
dangerous Sis. You want to go and see if Tip will come down for dinner? Send me" unusually playful did Nicholas need a reason to go knocking after her "go on she might listen to you, yeah, yeah if she bite my head off you're the first to be hunted by a headless lover. Tiffany?" Knocking, moving in uninvited, researching was the only light that shinning in from a passing day thus the room was twilight and she, this sleeping beauty just as stunning in it. “Are you sleep?“ Soon kneeling to this lonesome heart grabber cuddled into an adorable rocking chair fast asleep, sidling closer, trying not to waken her just yet, needing to, "hey, ah god you frighten the hell out of me, I'm sorry, I knocked several times, dinner, Sissy, it's almost, it's, I don't want any dinner!" Sitting additionally at angrily yanking her covers tighter, readying to relax, even fall asleep, making up for the night past. "Nor do I want to go out into the damn snow, nor do I want anything to drink, I want to be left the hell alone! What Nicholas? If you let me, I will love you forever, do you know how insane you are? Just come, plus Sissy insist I get you or I wouldn't be here, okay, okay don't bite my head off, I'm going but I'm missing you" backing the drop dread gorgeous humanitarian he was out, as he said Sissy had truly pressured him to be the one, Tiffany has already missed a couple of meals, they were getting concern. "And that's a shame you being here with me and all. You won't tell anyone, right? I mean that can spoil ah, no, of course not, way too precious, you don't still hate me for that, right? As you Mr. Coogan possibly heard, I was kinda saving that intricate part of myself for marriage, although you did propose many times, quote vows, offered a ring, knee, all. Yeah, I really darling girl couldn't help myself, you was such a rapacious discovery, I'm having you and I'm not letting go, so you sure you won't, you know, be my wife, the mother of my children and help meet for life eternal? I think I'm beginning to figure, like you're winning me over, if not Mike then who else to marry? Please don't, just don't ask, earth to Tiffany, good-night Nicholas" roughly swallowing that bitter denial a brow to speedy tears, did she again reconsider relocating home to Jamaica and be done with all of it, all of them, especially this persistent finace . "I love you, I promised myself, you, I promised you that I wouldn't say that, then Tiffany Ann you must forgive me, forgive, ah, forgive me, for loving you and treasuring you the way I do. I lay awake all day and into the night imagining a way, that there’s some phenomenon, miraculous formula by which I'm to undo what we did that night, I know who it is Nicholas I love, I know who I want to spend this life with. I know that is what I thought with Mike, and, and, and it isn't me? I don't mean to hurt you, no, I can't Tiffany make you love me, but that has always been the problem with us, haven't it? If what happen between us, that marriage bed is to make you so miserable then laying all my selfish parley aside I'm sorry and I release you to your own will. Nicholas, you’re right, let’s make the best of the time we do have, I don’t Tiffany Ann Saurus want your sympathy, while Attorney Nicholas Edin Coogan, I just decided I want yours, so give me fifteen, are you sure about this? You knowing who you love and, I’m sure, ok, then I’ll wait for you downstairs, thank you, I'll be there.”
...GO FORTH O YE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE V
"Ah god I'm still here, not dreaming, not with mom and dad, just this continuing nightmare, ah, god Christian I so need you" waking the next morning to a strange bedroom Tiffany could see the shower which made for tempting comfort. Feeling so tired, physically ambushed sort of, but it had been a long night, they'd stayed up most of it watching movies, Nicholas face being the last she, walking her back to her room. How long would her life be like this? Both this beauty and this beast, filled of both sorrows and gladness, so filled with disappointment and shame, how long? Undressing herself at stepping into the shower did the hot waters flirting with her perfumed soap bring a valley of spring floral dancing right in and she so enchanted. An exhilarating oscillation pleasuring every touch of her appetizing skin into despoiling all tense places so close to her and yet so far away. Even those bringing her into delicious memories of Michael Day and the last time they were to make love , it too was a moment like this one, one whereas under hot shower waters was she in deep dreaming of him when suddenly a breeze fell upon her and just as suddenly her excessive lover. Wasting no time did Michael Day began an urgent ascent upon her, pushing his tongue deep into her warm breath, whispers were she could not only feel but taste his sensational lust and over mastering purpose after her. Allowing this steaming form of him upon her breast, unto her stomach and navel, then against her thighs, alluring and soon firing her private places, enhancing an imagination that if she’s to escape this emphasizing, truly irresistible seduction she to as a cat woman climb the walls. Indeed with his black mane wrapped in the fingers of her violent bellowing, it was then she began to feel his warm breath against her private wetness, his tantalizing tongue teasing her sweetness, it was maddening, and she was screaming inside, blaring insanely he was kissing her there. Tearing away all composure, all reason by this excruciating invasion was she as one pleading with him to stop killing her, this steaming desperation to her entire being and he, Michael Day this massive, expert,, "Ti-fa-nyyyy," as usual messing in her things was Erica Lynn after her for breakfast, "you're ok?" Fixing that attention toward a now still shower "hey breakfast is done, everybody is wondering after you," at cutting off the steaming waters, sniffing and shutting off those riotous dreams, for all they' been with Nicholas Edin just now, making them erotically, ceiling climbing true, unforgettable. "Yes, coming out, sorry to disturb you but I knocked, I guess you couldn't hear me, anybody ever tell you Erica Lynn what great timing you have? Only Matt, does that count?" Teasing her as she often did at discovering other goodies of Tiffany Ann's and she fussing at her as usual "You know Tip, right at that critical moment, that's cute Erica, sorry, what a virgin know of such things, right? Why is everybody so damn concern about me? Believe me stunner girl I've been asking myself that for years, get out of my room, get the hell out!!! What if I say I'm sorry? You'll be lying, just go, don't make me come back up here or, or send Nickie after you, you know I will, ah god can't I just run away, even from this fantastic realism?"
...AND BEHOLD KING SOLOMON WITH THE CROWN...
SCENE VI
"May I help? Sure" moving aside to her, handing her a bowl "I used to help my grandmother peel apples, pick berries and what have you. I've missed you, you haven't pestered me for days, yeah Tiffany I thought I would lay off of the pestering. I'd been saving myself Nicholas for marriage for as long as I can remember, I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just so disappointed at myself. I mean I had it all figured, now what? You could always you know, marry me, that woman Nicholas, that day you and Brad left to get Barb, if you don't mind me asking, who was she?" With his thoughts rewinding to that night, he and Tiffany made love, Tiffany Ann was 5'7, 115 .lbs of sheer beauty, gloriously perfected and Nichollas Edin was speechless. Her bronze tint bareness glistening in the lust now embracing her riveting over-burning, she was too frightening for Nicholas' pure words, rendering this lover wordless. "Nicholas? Her name is Stephanie, Stephanie Lecross, she was my fiancée, your" showing herself intensely marveled not having one clue he'd been so close to another, surprised, jealous even. "After I proposed and she accepted, then after all the rehearsals and engagement parties, indeed after we'd spent boo-coos of money, and special time, anyway, she called me the night before, the rest is obvious. The day you saw her was the first I'd seen or heard from Stef in three years" peeling and cutting apples, picking berries all for Susan's pies, had it been a week of hiding away, this ruin to rapture. "Everything went black after that night, my days, my nights, my heart, it was a long time Tiffany, a very long time before I saw light again, you again, the horrible of nothing going as planned. I didn't know, I had no ideal. How could you know? We were Tiffany like now living together but in two completely different worlds, contemplating other lovers, lives and family matters. Had you two dated for long? Thinking, my heaven, just like this passion fruit, I so want you, want to cut and tear you opened and dissolve you, Nicholas, help me contain myself, don't tempt us, being this close. "Nearly four years, long enough one would say. Four years? My god, that's a lifetime, all I remember is being as one wolf-howling a petrifying, truly horrendous organism from every auxilarating bone, blood of ourselves Tiffany, laying his masterful artwork into this one so deep, forever, I 'm sorry, my thoughts flew open, out loud. Only it wasn't meant to be, what does that mean? It mean how can you Nicholas put that much time, trust and faith in one human being and once it goes south how clearly it wasn't meant to be? I'm going to go to bed, I spend my days avoiding you and my nights climbing into you, or so I will to, I know that's a double tongue, heart, that can't be trusted. It's a long, impossible story and I, I rather spend it convincing you my way. You trust me? Yes, even as a wife, then tell me, is that why you found me, us so vulnerable that night, missing the one who got away so mightily? I Tiffany love you, I have since the first day I saw you, I'd allowed you to slip and slip from my grasp a million times it seems but not this time, not that night nor ever again, I found you, this now most memorable night and have vowed to never, ever let you go, ever! I can't talk about this now, I explain where my heart is Nicholas, how can you then trust it as your own, how dare you know my heart better. Why you confuse us so? Goodnight, these tears streaming along your face, your neck, are you Tiffany Ann as jealous of Stef as I am of Mike, even this Mr. Artelon? Be honest, yes, I think I am, I don't like the idea you loved another so, no Tiffany not her, but everything she's as the American Dream, represented, please tell me you know what that mean, and she this intricate part of the puzzle, goodnight Nicholas Edin, you too love, you too."
...WHEREWITH HIS MOTHER CROWN HIM IN THE DAY OF HIS ESPOUSALS...
SCENE VII
"Why won't you talk about it? For the final time I don’t want, that was Niegl ok,” only seven A. M. at being up for hours was Spirit and himself starting on their third pile of firewood. “He and Nadia have been in touch with Camilla, yes Spirit,” knowing he’s to be abounding with new, additional inquiries as surely as he is “my distant, estranged, wife. It would seem visiting relatives brought them back into acquaintance with her. And that Christian make you angry? Surely you must., not so much that Spirit, but the fact she could be with them as they’re to arrive here in only days. With them? My sentiments exactly,” resting a long perch upon a once busy ax handle “isn’t that to be some coincidence, but you know Spirit what I told you about that, that I don’t believe in those.” Getting back to work did Christian all the more have this ax to grind. “That there’s too many seducing spirits working in the heavens, on the earth and beneath it for there to be coincidences. Then it’s meant to be?” Not at all surprised but was this just like Niegl, often finding him as one always hurting Christian, seemingly purposely because it was so often. “Now that Spirit seems to be the expert inquiry, what is truly meant to be and how do we really know? I believe Christian it’s as you said last night, how we’re to remain faithful to vows until death itself part us, surely and truly this is where the supreme can interject so preciously his divine intervention.” Not really knowing how to feel about Camilla’s return and wh, but was Spirit very concern at the thought she was attempting to come back into Christian's life. “That he’s faithful Spirit to our faithfulness, yes, indeed. How long Christian has it’s been? You’re Spirit to consider the fact little Rebecca has been deceased for over seven years, seven months and seventeen days, that’s how long it’s been. While is her coming definite or is it Neigl contemplating such things out loud? It would seem Camilla is the real-estate agent that’s to handle the sell of the Artelon property, so she’s coming to share those plans personally, so Niegl says. You don’t trust him, you Spirit as well as I know that out of us all Niegl sadly is more like Papa, trying Christian as your Americans would say, at getting water from this turnip, even if he’s to supply it like so. I sense you are afraid, of course, a little," lessening into a weary far away soul as this at what’s he’s to do for or about Camilla’s return. "I just don't know what's gonna happen, I think I'm even afraid of being rejected all over again, how insane is that? You are the wisest of us all," laying a comforting hand over Christian hands at consoling him, even at being a dear friend to him "you’ll know exactly what to do. Camilla has Christian become a ghost of your past, now she'll become flesh, I guess there's reason to fear. You know what I really Christian, think?" Coming a perch upon that broad shoulder, that looking off of his as to consider "I think once people taste one another's blood they will always be a part of each other, even until death do part them. Of course Christian even then we're always hunted by their spirits and by our memories of them, kinda like the seasons that come and go, because Christian they're gone doesn't mean they won't return, and they're remembered for the good or bad until time warrants their reentry. Yeah," at his own rest into Spirit’s valid, even hospitable nearness was Spirit now the wise one, “there’s Spirit as you illustrated bits and pieces of us scattered throughout this world. In peoples hearts," as to remember Tiffany Ann most of all and the needing to be acquainted with her like so. "On their minds, hopefully in their prayers, even Spirit in their dreams. Also Christian we’re in their memories and words whenever they speak of us,” as one in love with his big brother and this stunning view overlooking a fabulous snow covered landscape. There's like a vapor of smoke we both appear and dis-appear as people rethink our existing worth. To have never done this before Spirit you’re pretty good,” jamming his ax into a seat, a breather at removing his gloves could Christian easily see Miss Martha summoning them to breakfast. “We better go,” with a hand along his shoulder at convincing him along was this indeed Christians honorable appreciation of his little brother “if you want to see the ugly side of Miss Martha let one of her meals Spirit go cold, just one.”
...AND IN THE DAY OF THE GLADNESS OF HIS HEART...
SCENE VIII
"Well So’le is Ron pretty much grown I don’t know how you’re to stop him, not so grown Desrek he no longer listen to mama and papa, ok, whatever, just so you know I warn you. What is going on with him now, scholarships, even an NBA offer, you’re serious, he’s that good? He’s Ronda that good, you know I could call the parlor here, have them come up and do your nails for you.” “No,” easing down into bed was she putting her nail kit away, I really don’t want to be bothered with strangers right now. What you think, you think he should accept an NBA offer? That’s a trick question, right? It’ll destroy him, the physical and mental abuse alone Ronda would ruin him for life, knowing you, you actually told him that, no, although I should, but he haven’t asked me, probably Mr. party pooper because he already know what you’re going to say. You’re way too strict on him, me? You the one won’t let him come to New York to see you. I don’t know Desrek if I can stand him seeing me like this, it isn’t Desrek something you flaunt around like it’s a trophy, don’t sell So’le short, he know Ron exactly what this is, he’s a really wise kid, one of the wisest I know don’t under sell him so. What about Mr. big Stuff, what’s going on with him?” Witnessed upon as one kicking his feet up into a lay upon a comforting sofa “what’s Germany like really? Its about people Ronda, rich people, poor people, hurting people and people pretending they’re not hurting atoll. You know me Ron I don’t believe I live in a house but on a street, not just a city but a state and justly so an entire earth. There’s only one, one man both male and female,” two types, yeah I know, believers and unbelievers. What I hear in that Desrek is that you’re still saving yourself for that one that got away, you heard that really? So how is May actually? I’m not talking to her or was that Desrek a reminder? Yeah,” snuggling in all the more comfortably was he releasing a long, strenuous, tear jerking yawn, “and what am I to read behind that, whatever Desrek you feel like.”
…BEHOLD, THOU ART FAIR MY LOVE…
SCENE IX
Cuddling comfortably in front of the set were twin couples Bradford and Barbara, Susan and Syefan, Erica with Matthew joining, "Matthew?” Suspending a merited double take at wondering is this what all the commotion was about the night earlier, indeed when did he get there, how and ah yes, how, being one of New York General's Trauma Surgeon? Not joining them as yet at silently sneaking out upon Nicholas who was sitting outside in the cold snow, a thinker statue, most excellent, elegant. “I’ve been looking for you” easing down into a seat along the tree with him, pulling her jacket tighter, thinking she should've brought a blanket, hot cups even. “I don’t know why I’m telling you this Tiffany but for the last three days I feel as though I’m fading back into that darkness and you this fading out of reach, sunlight. That darkness Nicholas is fear surely you must know that, what are you so afraid of? I don’t Tiffany want to, ah lose, ah, you, I don’t want what happen to Stef and I, to millions of others to happen to me, to us, this gigantic contagion infecting the heart, mind and faithfulness of masses, surely deception. I want to love you, need you like this, forever, like feeling this speeding, beating heart forever,” taking her hand, arching this unspeakable limpidity, this ineffable attachment her way, her wise answer. “When I’m on my death bed I want my last will, breath and testament to be faithful to that I love, like my mom, dad, those I know, right, those surely I know. You remember when you told me how frighten you were, how all you wanted to do Nicholas was climb into that frightening you the most and get lost there, inside me, us? While I’m missing you and that’s ashamed seeing you’re here with me, I know” stretching his painful throat back at spinning new tears down his awesome face, vulnerability, coming slowly into, a towering about her stand, “but I can’t, I keep asking myself why? What? When? Whatever it is Tiffany, however it is, I don’t want it, I don’t want it affecting me, make that us, I don’t want it affecting you, and what could have, ah should have. What you want Nicholas is impossible to achieve unless you abide by faith, faith is supreme sightless- ness and weightlessness, as in mold free. You’re saying I had no faith in Stef, in our nearly four, year relationship? Of course not, if you’d not Nicholas had faith this betrayal would not have taken you so unaware, that surprising you was the faithfulness you had in her which said party not this faithfulness Nicholas failed. I know Tiffany what you’re asking me, but what you’re implying it is that horrifying me the most, so you’re saying I horrify you, what you insist we must have? Not being able to discover you as wanting and as giving of your wedlock, you’re Tiffany such a wondrous creature, more so now than ever, anxious, collectable in all places you’re woman, wife, just unexplainably, even unintentionally intoxicating. Nicholas” blinking her own nearing eyes, brushing her nostrils at coming a chin into his broad arm, it's warm, kissible, edible chest, invigorating scent “what you and I have found is something far greater than darkness, something more outstanding than just light. I like to think it’s a divine heartedness, a heavenly wisdom instructing and directing us in ways, along paths of myriad dreaming, yet of signs signaling no outlets this arduous pathway. Although if you believe that this darkness remain, this contagion as you described, whereas you’re regretfully both it’s disease and it’s cure, isn’t that Nicholas the perfection in all of this so called mankind, isn’t what we’re to discover as fulfillment in all reality a faultless god-ship, a textbook beauty and regretfully but necessarily a flawless beast? Now it’s freezing out here,” coming into his physically resistant stand was Tiffany Ann this paradox much more to behold, and whether she knew, like or accepted it, now all his, "come, it's time you instead take my hand, let me lead you this way. What Tiffany we’ve found, aren't you still ebbing and flowing between a relocation of Jamaica, and this love at first sight, Mr Artelon; so again Tiffany I ask, what we've found? Pushing that you suspect to the back burner, yes Nicholas, you and I, it’s what you just described isn’t it, this unforeseen ever by mankind most phenomena selves, absolution, even I dare say, contentment? Yes Nicholas, I believe it is, it’s Tiffany where and how Christian Cros fit so perfectly into all of this, right again Mr. Coogan, but I'm afraid not as I would want” smiling amiably was Nicholas Edin finally getting the concept of those fallen in love even if not admittedly as they themselves “so, right again. Like the time we spend together, that amazing, wondrous, unforgettable night, I described it as being like heaven for both it’s erotic misery and it’s blistering triumph, truly Nicholas Edin unless we’re to suffer there can be no true purification, no us, so come, I'm cold, let's fix something hot and warm up, and warm up you say, then let me climb into this intimate curative for us both, tempting beyond describing, really, but I must decline, now come on Mr sexy, sexy follow me."
…BEHOLD, THOU ART FAIR…
SCENE X
"Where you guys keep disappearing too?" Coming at just the nick of time with Nicholas following close enough to help rest Tiffany’s coat, both gone just a tiniest time were they missed. "If you Sye have to ask Sissy has a lot of splaining to do, ok, you got me that time, so where's Tip? That’s strange, I thought she was right behind me.” As one hearing them laughing and jostling did Tiffany Ann slip instead into the kitchen, into a sizable sink of dishes, how standing stable washing plates always help her with mediation as with her mom, grands, even divine manifestation, should come of it. "Hey you need some help? I don’t know, you think there’s enough wisdom getting here for the both of us, I think so, so what are they watching? Walk Like A Man if I’m not mistaking, that make sense, that movie is hilarious.” Thinking about how truly intimidating she being this close and how she looked in a pair of his silken PJ's, especially being this close to him. “Aunt Tiffany, aunt Tiffany boys, I like the sound of that, will you draw us some animals? Ah honey,” drying her hand that she’s assist them at there was a time I could draw but I’m much better at sketches and writing now, uncle Nickie? I tell you what, let uncle Nickie finish helping aunt Tiffany and I’ll give it a try, okayyyy we're waiting!!!. Okayy well, I'm, coming!!! They’re simply fantastic aren’t they, fantastic Tiffany and wishing they were years older so they could take you from me, so forgive if I don't think they're so innocent. I can’t Tiffany forget what we discussed earlier, you said you missed me, when Tiffany did you ever miss me and indeed for how long? You don’t believe me? Do you know the many nights I laid awake in my bed imaging if only she knew how dearly I treasure her, how I long for her in ways Tiffany literally by Supreme entities unforgivable. I fell asleep many nights waiting, but you never came to me, and I never understood why. I mean although Tiffany we were acquainted this acquaintance Tiffany consisted of an estrange, quite distant fellowship, you’re right” apparently as one bruised at the head, the heart did Tiffany reconsider deeply where Nicholas was coming from, even how she was the last to make a claim how she missed him, she missed Mike and contemplated a life with Christian Cros Artelon. “You were right at the hospital the night Mike died and you were right Tiffany on that balcony the other night, I don’t know you, but we’ve never spent this manner of time together, I’ve loved and needed you for so long that even this special occasion is scary, you’re, you’re blaming me? Yes” was he an eye-catching creature giving her allegation meaningful trust, “yes Tiffany I’m blaming you, but why?” Setting the glorious beauty she was his way, was she such the benumbing without words creature “you never Nicholas told me how you felt, didn’t I Tiffany? "As one making ready that he’s to storm off viciously bitter and disappointed at her, even at themselves, he dare she not know how miserable her decline, even abuse made him and how confusing “didn’t I from the first moment I saw you tell you how I felt?"
...THOU HAST DOVE EYES WITHIN THY LOCKS…
SCENE XI
"What is it?” Attending anxiously a look pass Tiffany Ann to an awfully distraught Syefan Erin easing sickly along the staircase, midway his seat, "the commissioner just called, and? And he said Matt, all here, there is quite a dilemma performing itself in the lab, come on Sye man, you're frightening the hell, he said the specialist says there is no logical or technical reason that bomb didn't ignite as soon as the key was turn. No freaking away! What? The car should’ve exploded you guys as soon as Leon, you know," as one easing into an ailing seat upon the stairs at locking eyes with a disturbed as herself, as they all were, all of them, had they all, with Leon the exception, just endured a miracle? They're calling it an unbelievable circumstance, ah what? A miracle Matt, I keep thinking those poor babies, my god what kind of monsters are they? The worst kind, the babies are fine Tiffany, we're all fine, they felled, this time Nicholas, so does Nicholas Coogan believe in miracles? Well, He Tiffany does now, goodnight, goodnight, all.
…THEY HAIR IS AS A FLOCK OF GOATS…
SCENE XII
Turning over in bed was Susan Faye disappointedly finding Syefan missing but not that far away, he was reading that mysterious letter again. You know that one that took him away from her, from this place supposedly cementing their hearts as one and there are no secrets unto a place of sadness and uncertainty. Readily Susan knew these things, these tell, tell signs because they were written all over his face, plus whenever he sensed her about him he would hurry and put this peculiar skeleton away. "Good morning my lover" wrapping her arms about his neck into an intimate dance upon his lap, "good morning to you. So you're hungry?" Leaping up, off as to prepare coffee, breakfast "no not really, I think Sissy I'll sit on the porch for a spell, think about some things, anything Sye you care to talk about? I mean I have one penny and I’ll Sye give it to you if you give me your thoughts, they're not worth even a penny. You’re so damn hot,” involving and thrilling her mouth, that delectable tongue was Syefan Erin an erotic tease igniting a just as flattered Susan Faye at biting, unbuttoning and wiping the covers from this muscular stud. “Ahhh god Sye that feel so good,” showing herself a piping lust at digging right into her yummy fellow was she a long, deep ingestion thrilling his fluid of life. “Sissy, Sissy, Sissy? Hy hey, shhhhhh Sissy? Not now ok, what you, you trust me? Ah god Sye I want you.” Designing those hot advances again into this disinclined playboy , that desperate look at binding these frantics, yes undressing him, this equally stunning District Attorney Coogan, "shhhh baby, baby, I really need to think, I can’t do this now, why won't you, Sye, what is it I've done? Come on babe, what kind of a question is that? How about one that need an answer, it's been over a week, why won't you at least talk to me, tell me, not now Sissy ok? No! It's not freaking ok Sye, it's that damn letter isn't it? You're paying more attention to some mysterious letter than you are to me, to us even! Please, baby I don't want to do this now, please, I’ll explain later, let me do this, I love you so much, the hell Sye you do, come on Sissy! Don't get, don't get angry! Why don't you just tell me? Sissy, just go have your freaking quiet time! Don't be, Sissy?” “Just leave me alone Sye ok? What the hell? So what the hell you gonna do? I don't feel like playing, ah come on serious Sye, isn’t that what they called you in college, serious Sye? No man I'm serious? Watch'a gonna do huh, huh? Not playing, got some serious thinking to do, yeah, I guess no more doubts about miracles huh? I know, Brad man, ah my god, it's insane to consider what just happen, and thank him for, God, for it. "I don't understand, why is the dress even here? You know Tip, she wanted to make sure she had something to do, plus leaving it unattended in her car wasn’t wise, ah come on Sissy it's boring, we want to measure you and make some adjustments, I really Erica don't feel like it. Ah, stop being a sour puss, hell I don't know if there's going to be a wedding, what the hell, let’s just do it anyway. Ok what’s the rush huh? I really didn't see anything wrong with the dress, yeah like you and Tip have identical figures, not even close, okay, what about Sye seeing it and all that?, All he's out playing with Nickie, Nicholas is out playing? Yeah, now that I would love to see, plus Barb is watching for him, we just got a little stir crazy, needed something to do, and I must be serious to let it keep it from seeing Nickie, ah Mat, I mean Mat, ah running around, all fine. You is really a mental case, ouch, sorry, I'm no damn pin cushion, I said I'm sorry, uh, Nicholas really is out playing, told you and I'm missing it all fussing over you and this gown,, well who the hell Erica asked you? Tip, you go see, bring back full details, and I mean full details, I can do better, I have a video recorder, perfect, did I ever tell you how much, I, ah, okay, how much I, ah like you, yeah, that's what I thought."
...THAT APPEAR FROM MOUNT GILEAD...
SCENE XIV
"You guys have gotta see this!” Rushing in, pulling them all her way was Barbara Ann more than excited, just breaking up whatever they're doing "see what Barb? Come on" again persuading them along did Susan suddenly remember the gown, "I can’t tell you, you gotta see it, ah no," as one backing right up as there was no way Syefan would see her in that dress. "Not in this, Sissy, you gotta see this I promise, it's Sye and the boys and what they’re doing you gotta see, O god" truly contemplating Barbara’s wild illustration at a touch of her faint heart "can he see me? No! Now come on, HAPPY HONEY MOON!!! There’s a wedding going on inside, yeah I thought I heard something like that, they look wonderful together don’t they, perfect, and that flawless dress is your design? Yes, 'The Maaseiah," wow, it's beyond amazing, yeah, I hear it was for you and Mike right? So what was so important that she's to see you after three years? You don’t know this Tiffany but when I was in the twelfth grade I’d just turn sixteen, and god how I wished I was seventeen, it was always that way, always wishing I was a year older. Anyway I decided right then and there who the girl was I would take to the prom, over a delicious banana split I would ask her and she would say yes. Then Tiffany during the prom while we danced at our favorite song I would ask her to marry me, marry you? To marry, whoa, again she would say yes and we would spend the rest of our lives together. I remember when I told Sye my plan he laughed me to scorn, no wonder, that was better than Brad's response, he told me to get my head examined. I remember when I worked up enough nerves to go to her house, to ask her father, a tall, rowdy man answered the door, told me his daughter wasn’t allowed to court, that meant dating, prom all, and I wasn’t to ever come there again, my, how sad, that was harsh,. That girl Tiffany was you, what you mean it was me? I didn't see you again until years later, at a pub one night, you was even more stunning, and again I just had to have you. I figured not one man on this earth deserved you, that you was as miraculous inside as you were outwardly and Tiffany, well, Sye always told me, you was out of my league, out of my reach, that chasing you was a waste of my time. I guess after a while Tiffany I started believing that and made sure I went far away for college, summer break come, and I never saw you again. You sure that was my house, my dad? I doubt Nicholas if that was my father answering the door, father never answered the door, he always had John, John, or big Mike to do that for him, wait, wait this is confusing, I don't remember any of, I thought we meet in college. We did, but I wanted you since the prom, wanted you to be my girl, but we weren't no were close in high school, you was new and I, ah my god, I'm so confused. Stephanie came to tell me about an affair, about her three year old son, a three year old son, your son? That we should try and make a go of it because of him. Tiffany? A child? Now that changes everything, yeah only he’s not my child, how can you be so sure? I just Tiffany know that’s all, he was probably fathered by this other guy, you know this flinging she had, of course Nicholas he could very well be your son, I mean you can't pretend as though this child isn’t yours, have him tested, prove it or you're be permanently looking over your shoulder not only after him but after her. After her? I totally disagree, you made love to her so recently Nicholas what make you so certain? What are you talking, did you not Nicholas attempt to find a sexual culmination with her when you found me? No Tiffany no, I found you and only you, I've never Tiffany found anything like that before, I found you. I admit I was confused over losing her, naive in thinking I had all things I'd always contemplated a perfect life, under control. That I thought I loved her, I thought she was my life, and when it all went to hell, Tiffany yes, I died inside but that death Tiffany has allowed me to rise up a new man. A Tiffany new beginning and that beginning to glorious eternity, is you, it's always been you, I know I blamed myself, having to admit, visualize how tremendously wrought through this whole thing had made me and I despised her for a very long time, perhaps that Tiffany is the part of her you felt in me. but no, I learn that lesson, I'm in control of nothing, so no, that wasn't me attempting to find any of that but release and shake it off and find something, someone much more sensually eternal as you are indescribable. Then hearing all of that, what do you want me to say Nicholas, that I would never hurt you this way, how did I come across just now, loving and needing, Christian. Plus I doubt Nicholas very seriously that was her intention, don't ok, don't freaking make excuses for her, I’m sorry, but I don't think people Nicholas that love us actually set out to hurt us this way, I know," as to be her most heart-abiding, approachable even unto him, a closeness he often dreamed of with her but never thought it possible, reachable. "I know that's not what you want to hear, I don't think, you don't think, and you're saying what, that Stef wrenching my freaking heart out wasn't intentional, that she knew ending up in some other's man's bed wasn't gonna hurt me, none whatsoever, how is that possible? My god, I thought she was special to me, maybe my soulmate. although that's, ah, that's not Tiffany how I honestly felt, thus the reason for your apology to me right? I can't breathe, can't breath, Nicholas, Nicholas? I can't, I can't, breath, breath, look at me, look, calm, calm, calm, ah my god Nicholas you got to forgive, no! Nicholas, sh, sh, sh, I just want to hold you, please just hold me, I'm holding you, sh, sh, sh, feel my breaths, breath with me, hey you guys, they’re about to cut the cake, we'll be right there, is everything ok? Fine, we are Barb right behind you, you alright? I am, thanks, sorry bout that little breakdown, Tiffany, yeah, I know Stef's child isn't mine because I've only been intimate with one woman all my life, what, ah, please tell me, then why would she make, I'm right behind you, Tiffany, go, go, I'm coming."
... THY TEETH ARE LIKE A FLOCK OF SHEEP THAT ARE EVEN SHORN...
...SCENE XV
"And where Barb have my wife gone off too? I’m sorry honey it’s just that I walked in on Nickie and Tip and I just don’t know what it is I saw. That’s a strange statement Barb, strange and concerning, what you think you saw? It’s just that Nickie appeared so crushed you know, even Brad frightfully so, I mean heart yanked out of his chest and dipping, blood from Tip's hand, so obvious, and Barb way harsh. Look, I know you guys think Tip is the best thing to happen since the parting of the red sea but I don’t always agree, so you’re saying you think she’s hurting him? Hurting Brad or killing, something was Brad, choking him even and it wasn’t pretty, not at all, of course it could be just this manner of flirting with disaster which I believe she is and he’s to realize this early on. I don’t Barb know what you saw, or what you thought you saw but I don’t think it’s as dramatic and gory as all of that, I mean Nickie has his own mess going on with Stef, yeah tell Michael that and all other's dead to hurt since then. I admit, unlike Sye, you now, I think Tip’s the best thing to happen to him, for him, that she’s like an answer to his prayers, the woman and life I think he deserves. maybe what you saw Barb was possibly more about Stef than Tip. You know she’s back in town, met with Nickie, tried to put some illegitimate child off on him, please tell me you're kidding,” I Barb kid you not, a three year old, although she was unfaithful Brad suppose it’s their child. I don't know, but Tip at that time Barb was possibly being that shoulder to cry to on he needed having to deal with all of that, has to be heart shattering like you saw. My lord Brad, knock me over with a feather why don’t you, that saying is true, believe half of what you see, huh? No, yes, I guess, so what did Nicki decide? He didn’t, said he walked out as she was suggesting they get married, make a go, make themselves a family, ah my god, after what she did, that was desperate, that’s Brad even more concerning than accusing Tip, because you have to ask yourself what made her that desperate? I never thought about that, that is a serious form of desperation, even Brad that she think Nickie would go alone with it, suppose Barb if he wasn't chasing Tip, he would do exactly that."
SCENE VIII
"Well So’le is Ron pretty much grown I don’t know how you’re to stop him, not so grown Desrek he no longer listen to mama and papa, ok, whatever, just so you know I warn you. What is going on with him now, scholarships, even an NBA offer, you’re serious, he’s that good? He’s Ronda that good, you know I could call the parlor here, have them come up and do your nails for you.” “No,” easing down into bed was she putting her nail kit away, I really don’t want to be bothered with strangers right now. What you think, you think he should accept an NBA offer? That’s a trick question, right? It’ll destroy him, the physical and mental abuse alone Ronda would ruin him for life, knowing you, you actually told him that, no, although I should, but he haven’t asked me, probably Mr. party pooper because he already know what you’re going to say. You’re way too strict on him, me? You the one won’t let him come to New York to see you. I don’t know Desrek if I can stand him seeing me like this, it isn’t Desrek something you flaunt around like it’s a trophy, don’t sell So’le short, he know Ron exactly what this is, he’s a really wise kid, one of the wisest I know don’t under sell him so. What about Mr. big Stuff, what’s going on with him?” Witnessed upon as one kicking his feet up into a lay upon a comforting sofa “what’s Germany like really? Its about people Ronda, rich people, poor people, hurting people and people pretending they’re not hurting atoll. You know me Ron I don’t believe I live in a house but on a street, not just a city but a state and justly so an entire earth. There’s only one, one man both male and female,” two types, yeah I know, believers and unbelievers. What I hear in that Desrek is that you’re still saving yourself for that one that got away, you heard that really? So how is May actually? I’m not talking to her or was that Desrek a reminder? Yeah,” snuggling in all the more comfortably was he releasing a long, strenuous, tear jerking yawn, “and what am I to read behind that, whatever Desrek you feel like.”
…BEHOLD, THOU ART FAIR MY LOVE…
SCENE IX
Cuddling comfortably in front of the set were twin couples Bradford and Barbara, Susan and Syefan, Erica with Matthew joining, "Matthew?” Suspending a merited double take at wondering is this what all the commotion was about the night earlier, indeed when did he get there, how and ah yes, how, being one of New York General's Trauma Surgeon? Not joining them as yet at silently sneaking out upon Nicholas who was sitting outside in the cold snow, a thinker statue, most excellent, elegant. “I’ve been looking for you” easing down into a seat along the tree with him, pulling her jacket tighter, thinking she should've brought a blanket, hot cups even. “I don’t know why I’m telling you this Tiffany but for the last three days I feel as though I’m fading back into that darkness and you this fading out of reach, sunlight. That darkness Nicholas is fear surely you must know that, what are you so afraid of? I don’t Tiffany want to, ah lose, ah, you, I don’t want what happen to Stef and I, to millions of others to happen to me, to us, this gigantic contagion infecting the heart, mind and faithfulness of masses, surely deception. I want to love you, need you like this, forever, like feeling this speeding, beating heart forever,” taking her hand, arching this unspeakable limpidity, this ineffable attachment her way, her wise answer. “When I’m on my death bed I want my last will, breath and testament to be faithful to that I love, like my mom, dad, those I know, right, those surely I know. You remember when you told me how frighten you were, how all you wanted to do Nicholas was climb into that frightening you the most and get lost there, inside me, us? While I’m missing you and that’s ashamed seeing you’re here with me, I know” stretching his painful throat back at spinning new tears down his awesome face, vulnerability, coming slowly into, a towering about her stand, “but I can’t, I keep asking myself why? What? When? Whatever it is Tiffany, however it is, I don’t want it, I don’t want it affecting me, make that us, I don’t want it affecting you, and what could have, ah should have. What you want Nicholas is impossible to achieve unless you abide by faith, faith is supreme sightless- ness and weightlessness, as in mold free. You’re saying I had no faith in Stef, in our nearly four, year relationship? Of course not, if you’d not Nicholas had faith this betrayal would not have taken you so unaware, that surprising you was the faithfulness you had in her which said party not this faithfulness Nicholas failed. I know Tiffany what you’re asking me, but what you’re implying it is that horrifying me the most, so you’re saying I horrify you, what you insist we must have? Not being able to discover you as wanting and as giving of your wedlock, you’re Tiffany such a wondrous creature, more so now than ever, anxious, collectable in all places you’re woman, wife, just unexplainably, even unintentionally intoxicating. Nicholas” blinking her own nearing eyes, brushing her nostrils at coming a chin into his broad arm, it's warm, kissible, edible chest, invigorating scent “what you and I have found is something far greater than darkness, something more outstanding than just light. I like to think it’s a divine heartedness, a heavenly wisdom instructing and directing us in ways, along paths of myriad dreaming, yet of signs signaling no outlets this arduous pathway. Although if you believe that this darkness remain, this contagion as you described, whereas you’re regretfully both it’s disease and it’s cure, isn’t that Nicholas the perfection in all of this so called mankind, isn’t what we’re to discover as fulfillment in all reality a faultless god-ship, a textbook beauty and regretfully but necessarily a flawless beast? Now it’s freezing out here,” coming into his physically resistant stand was Tiffany Ann this paradox much more to behold, and whether she knew, like or accepted it, now all his, "come, it's time you instead take my hand, let me lead you this way. What Tiffany we’ve found, aren't you still ebbing and flowing between a relocation of Jamaica, and this love at first sight, Mr Artelon; so again Tiffany I ask, what we've found? Pushing that you suspect to the back burner, yes Nicholas, you and I, it’s what you just described isn’t it, this unforeseen ever by mankind most phenomena selves, absolution, even I dare say, contentment? Yes Nicholas, I believe it is, it’s Tiffany where and how Christian Cros fit so perfectly into all of this, right again Mr. Coogan, but I'm afraid not as I would want” smiling amiably was Nicholas Edin finally getting the concept of those fallen in love even if not admittedly as they themselves “so, right again. Like the time we spend together, that amazing, wondrous, unforgettable night, I described it as being like heaven for both it’s erotic misery and it’s blistering triumph, truly Nicholas Edin unless we’re to suffer there can be no true purification, no us, so come, I'm cold, let's fix something hot and warm up, and warm up you say, then let me climb into this intimate curative for us both, tempting beyond describing, really, but I must decline, now come on Mr sexy, sexy follow me."
…BEHOLD, THOU ART FAIR…
SCENE X
"Where you guys keep disappearing too?" Coming at just the nick of time with Nicholas following close enough to help rest Tiffany’s coat, both gone just a tiniest time were they missed. "If you Sye have to ask Sissy has a lot of splaining to do, ok, you got me that time, so where's Tip? That’s strange, I thought she was right behind me.” As one hearing them laughing and jostling did Tiffany Ann slip instead into the kitchen, into a sizable sink of dishes, how standing stable washing plates always help her with mediation as with her mom, grands, even divine manifestation, should come of it. "Hey you need some help? I don’t know, you think there’s enough wisdom getting here for the both of us, I think so, so what are they watching? Walk Like A Man if I’m not mistaking, that make sense, that movie is hilarious.” Thinking about how truly intimidating she being this close and how she looked in a pair of his silken PJ's, especially being this close to him. “Aunt Tiffany, aunt Tiffany boys, I like the sound of that, will you draw us some animals? Ah honey,” drying her hand that she’s assist them at there was a time I could draw but I’m much better at sketches and writing now, uncle Nickie? I tell you what, let uncle Nickie finish helping aunt Tiffany and I’ll give it a try, okayyyy we're waiting!!!. Okayy well, I'm, coming!!! They’re simply fantastic aren’t they, fantastic Tiffany and wishing they were years older so they could take you from me, so forgive if I don't think they're so innocent. I can’t Tiffany forget what we discussed earlier, you said you missed me, when Tiffany did you ever miss me and indeed for how long? You don’t believe me? Do you know the many nights I laid awake in my bed imaging if only she knew how dearly I treasure her, how I long for her in ways Tiffany literally by Supreme entities unforgivable. I fell asleep many nights waiting, but you never came to me, and I never understood why. I mean although Tiffany we were acquainted this acquaintance Tiffany consisted of an estrange, quite distant fellowship, you’re right” apparently as one bruised at the head, the heart did Tiffany reconsider deeply where Nicholas was coming from, even how she was the last to make a claim how she missed him, she missed Mike and contemplated a life with Christian Cros Artelon. “You were right at the hospital the night Mike died and you were right Tiffany on that balcony the other night, I don’t know you, but we’ve never spent this manner of time together, I’ve loved and needed you for so long that even this special occasion is scary, you’re, you’re blaming me? Yes” was he an eye-catching creature giving her allegation meaningful trust, “yes Tiffany I’m blaming you, but why?” Setting the glorious beauty she was his way, was she such the benumbing without words creature “you never Nicholas told me how you felt, didn’t I Tiffany? "As one making ready that he’s to storm off viciously bitter and disappointed at her, even at themselves, he dare she not know how miserable her decline, even abuse made him and how confusing “didn’t I from the first moment I saw you tell you how I felt?"
...THOU HAST DOVE EYES WITHIN THY LOCKS…
SCENE XI
"What is it?” Attending anxiously a look pass Tiffany Ann to an awfully distraught Syefan Erin easing sickly along the staircase, midway his seat, "the commissioner just called, and? And he said Matt, all here, there is quite a dilemma performing itself in the lab, come on Sye man, you're frightening the hell, he said the specialist says there is no logical or technical reason that bomb didn't ignite as soon as the key was turn. No freaking away! What? The car should’ve exploded you guys as soon as Leon, you know," as one easing into an ailing seat upon the stairs at locking eyes with a disturbed as herself, as they all were, all of them, had they all, with Leon the exception, just endured a miracle? They're calling it an unbelievable circumstance, ah what? A miracle Matt, I keep thinking those poor babies, my god what kind of monsters are they? The worst kind, the babies are fine Tiffany, we're all fine, they felled, this time Nicholas, so does Nicholas Coogan believe in miracles? Well, He Tiffany does now, goodnight, goodnight, all.
…THEY HAIR IS AS A FLOCK OF GOATS…
SCENE XII
Turning over in bed was Susan Faye disappointedly finding Syefan missing but not that far away, he was reading that mysterious letter again. You know that one that took him away from her, from this place supposedly cementing their hearts as one and there are no secrets unto a place of sadness and uncertainty. Readily Susan knew these things, these tell, tell signs because they were written all over his face, plus whenever he sensed her about him he would hurry and put this peculiar skeleton away. "Good morning my lover" wrapping her arms about his neck into an intimate dance upon his lap, "good morning to you. So you're hungry?" Leaping up, off as to prepare coffee, breakfast "no not really, I think Sissy I'll sit on the porch for a spell, think about some things, anything Sye you care to talk about? I mean I have one penny and I’ll Sye give it to you if you give me your thoughts, they're not worth even a penny. You’re so damn hot,” involving and thrilling her mouth, that delectable tongue was Syefan Erin an erotic tease igniting a just as flattered Susan Faye at biting, unbuttoning and wiping the covers from this muscular stud. “Ahhh god Sye that feel so good,” showing herself a piping lust at digging right into her yummy fellow was she a long, deep ingestion thrilling his fluid of life. “Sissy, Sissy, Sissy? Hy hey, shhhhhh Sissy? Not now ok, what you, you trust me? Ah god Sye I want you.” Designing those hot advances again into this disinclined playboy , that desperate look at binding these frantics, yes undressing him, this equally stunning District Attorney Coogan, "shhhh baby, baby, I really need to think, I can’t do this now, why won't you, Sye, what is it I've done? Come on babe, what kind of a question is that? How about one that need an answer, it's been over a week, why won't you at least talk to me, tell me, not now Sissy ok? No! It's not freaking ok Sye, it's that damn letter isn't it? You're paying more attention to some mysterious letter than you are to me, to us even! Please, baby I don't want to do this now, please, I’ll explain later, let me do this, I love you so much, the hell Sye you do, come on Sissy! Don't get, don't get angry! Why don't you just tell me? Sissy, just go have your freaking quiet time! Don't be, Sissy?” “Just leave me alone Sye ok? What the hell? So what the hell you gonna do? I don't feel like playing, ah come on serious Sye, isn’t that what they called you in college, serious Sye? No man I'm serious? Watch'a gonna do huh, huh? Not playing, got some serious thinking to do, yeah, I guess no more doubts about miracles huh? I know, Brad man, ah my god, it's insane to consider what just happen, and thank him for, God, for it. "I don't understand, why is the dress even here? You know Tip, she wanted to make sure she had something to do, plus leaving it unattended in her car wasn’t wise, ah come on Sissy it's boring, we want to measure you and make some adjustments, I really Erica don't feel like it. Ah, stop being a sour puss, hell I don't know if there's going to be a wedding, what the hell, let’s just do it anyway. Ok what’s the rush huh? I really didn't see anything wrong with the dress, yeah like you and Tip have identical figures, not even close, okay, what about Sye seeing it and all that?, All he's out playing with Nickie, Nicholas is out playing? Yeah, now that I would love to see, plus Barb is watching for him, we just got a little stir crazy, needed something to do, and I must be serious to let it keep it from seeing Nickie, ah Mat, I mean Mat, ah running around, all fine. You is really a mental case, ouch, sorry, I'm no damn pin cushion, I said I'm sorry, uh, Nicholas really is out playing, told you and I'm missing it all fussing over you and this gown,, well who the hell Erica asked you? Tip, you go see, bring back full details, and I mean full details, I can do better, I have a video recorder, perfect, did I ever tell you how much, I, ah, okay, how much I, ah like you, yeah, that's what I thought."
...THAT APPEAR FROM MOUNT GILEAD...
SCENE XIV
"You guys have gotta see this!” Rushing in, pulling them all her way was Barbara Ann more than excited, just breaking up whatever they're doing "see what Barb? Come on" again persuading them along did Susan suddenly remember the gown, "I can’t tell you, you gotta see it, ah no," as one backing right up as there was no way Syefan would see her in that dress. "Not in this, Sissy, you gotta see this I promise, it's Sye and the boys and what they’re doing you gotta see, O god" truly contemplating Barbara’s wild illustration at a touch of her faint heart "can he see me? No! Now come on, HAPPY HONEY MOON!!! There’s a wedding going on inside, yeah I thought I heard something like that, they look wonderful together don’t they, perfect, and that flawless dress is your design? Yes, 'The Maaseiah," wow, it's beyond amazing, yeah, I hear it was for you and Mike right? So what was so important that she's to see you after three years? You don’t know this Tiffany but when I was in the twelfth grade I’d just turn sixteen, and god how I wished I was seventeen, it was always that way, always wishing I was a year older. Anyway I decided right then and there who the girl was I would take to the prom, over a delicious banana split I would ask her and she would say yes. Then Tiffany during the prom while we danced at our favorite song I would ask her to marry me, marry you? To marry, whoa, again she would say yes and we would spend the rest of our lives together. I remember when I told Sye my plan he laughed me to scorn, no wonder, that was better than Brad's response, he told me to get my head examined. I remember when I worked up enough nerves to go to her house, to ask her father, a tall, rowdy man answered the door, told me his daughter wasn’t allowed to court, that meant dating, prom all, and I wasn’t to ever come there again, my, how sad, that was harsh,. That girl Tiffany was you, what you mean it was me? I didn't see you again until years later, at a pub one night, you was even more stunning, and again I just had to have you. I figured not one man on this earth deserved you, that you was as miraculous inside as you were outwardly and Tiffany, well, Sye always told me, you was out of my league, out of my reach, that chasing you was a waste of my time. I guess after a while Tiffany I started believing that and made sure I went far away for college, summer break come, and I never saw you again. You sure that was my house, my dad? I doubt Nicholas if that was my father answering the door, father never answered the door, he always had John, John, or big Mike to do that for him, wait, wait this is confusing, I don't remember any of, I thought we meet in college. We did, but I wanted you since the prom, wanted you to be my girl, but we weren't no were close in high school, you was new and I, ah my god, I'm so confused. Stephanie came to tell me about an affair, about her three year old son, a three year old son, your son? That we should try and make a go of it because of him. Tiffany? A child? Now that changes everything, yeah only he’s not my child, how can you be so sure? I just Tiffany know that’s all, he was probably fathered by this other guy, you know this flinging she had, of course Nicholas he could very well be your son, I mean you can't pretend as though this child isn’t yours, have him tested, prove it or you're be permanently looking over your shoulder not only after him but after her. After her? I totally disagree, you made love to her so recently Nicholas what make you so certain? What are you talking, did you not Nicholas attempt to find a sexual culmination with her when you found me? No Tiffany no, I found you and only you, I've never Tiffany found anything like that before, I found you. I admit I was confused over losing her, naive in thinking I had all things I'd always contemplated a perfect life, under control. That I thought I loved her, I thought she was my life, and when it all went to hell, Tiffany yes, I died inside but that death Tiffany has allowed me to rise up a new man. A Tiffany new beginning and that beginning to glorious eternity, is you, it's always been you, I know I blamed myself, having to admit, visualize how tremendously wrought through this whole thing had made me and I despised her for a very long time, perhaps that Tiffany is the part of her you felt in me. but no, I learn that lesson, I'm in control of nothing, so no, that wasn't me attempting to find any of that but release and shake it off and find something, someone much more sensually eternal as you are indescribable. Then hearing all of that, what do you want me to say Nicholas, that I would never hurt you this way, how did I come across just now, loving and needing, Christian. Plus I doubt Nicholas very seriously that was her intention, don't ok, don't freaking make excuses for her, I’m sorry, but I don't think people Nicholas that love us actually set out to hurt us this way, I know," as to be her most heart-abiding, approachable even unto him, a closeness he often dreamed of with her but never thought it possible, reachable. "I know that's not what you want to hear, I don't think, you don't think, and you're saying what, that Stef wrenching my freaking heart out wasn't intentional, that she knew ending up in some other's man's bed wasn't gonna hurt me, none whatsoever, how is that possible? My god, I thought she was special to me, maybe my soulmate. although that's, ah, that's not Tiffany how I honestly felt, thus the reason for your apology to me right? I can't breathe, can't breath, Nicholas, Nicholas? I can't, I can't, breath, breath, look at me, look, calm, calm, calm, ah my god Nicholas you got to forgive, no! Nicholas, sh, sh, sh, I just want to hold you, please just hold me, I'm holding you, sh, sh, sh, feel my breaths, breath with me, hey you guys, they’re about to cut the cake, we'll be right there, is everything ok? Fine, we are Barb right behind you, you alright? I am, thanks, sorry bout that little breakdown, Tiffany, yeah, I know Stef's child isn't mine because I've only been intimate with one woman all my life, what, ah, please tell me, then why would she make, I'm right behind you, Tiffany, go, go, I'm coming."
... THY TEETH ARE LIKE A FLOCK OF SHEEP THAT ARE EVEN SHORN...
...SCENE XV
"And where Barb have my wife gone off too? I’m sorry honey it’s just that I walked in on Nickie and Tip and I just don’t know what it is I saw. That’s a strange statement Barb, strange and concerning, what you think you saw? It’s just that Nickie appeared so crushed you know, even Brad frightfully so, I mean heart yanked out of his chest and dipping, blood from Tip's hand, so obvious, and Barb way harsh. Look, I know you guys think Tip is the best thing to happen since the parting of the red sea but I don’t always agree, so you’re saying you think she’s hurting him? Hurting Brad or killing, something was Brad, choking him even and it wasn’t pretty, not at all, of course it could be just this manner of flirting with disaster which I believe she is and he’s to realize this early on. I don’t Barb know what you saw, or what you thought you saw but I don’t think it’s as dramatic and gory as all of that, I mean Nickie has his own mess going on with Stef, yeah tell Michael that and all other's dead to hurt since then. I admit, unlike Sye, you now, I think Tip’s the best thing to happen to him, for him, that she’s like an answer to his prayers, the woman and life I think he deserves. maybe what you saw Barb was possibly more about Stef than Tip. You know she’s back in town, met with Nickie, tried to put some illegitimate child off on him, please tell me you're kidding,” I Barb kid you not, a three year old, although she was unfaithful Brad suppose it’s their child. I don't know, but Tip at that time Barb was possibly being that shoulder to cry to on he needed having to deal with all of that, has to be heart shattering like you saw. My lord Brad, knock me over with a feather why don’t you, that saying is true, believe half of what you see, huh? No, yes, I guess, so what did Nicki decide? He didn’t, said he walked out as she was suggesting they get married, make a go, make themselves a family, ah my god, after what she did, that was desperate, that’s Brad even more concerning than accusing Tip, because you have to ask yourself what made her that desperate? I never thought about that, that is a serious form of desperation, even Brad that she think Nickie would go alone with it, suppose Barb if he wasn't chasing Tip, he would do exactly that."
BEAST OF BEAUTY
...HE MADE THE PILLARS THEREOF OF SILVER...
CHAPTER VIII
SCENE I
"It's cold" Dusting his hair and rubbing his nose at his father splashing him with a snow ball, "you started it" was big brother Daniel additionally for revenge chasing their father. As one laughing her side to pain at her family, at thinking what a difference a day make, how just yesterday it seemed as though all was lost, just last night her very special husband Bradford Ean was crying in her breast, nearly frighten to death. Although now here they were, the three of them building a snowman and having snow ball fights, it was truly beginning to look a lot like Christmas, not actually the one they'd planned, but still a very special one indeed. Family and friends were together, all of them were there except Matthew at Erica's reminder was she now as one becoming rather close to this Monroe guy who wasn't far from getting her it seemed. Knowing Erica drew men did Barbara also know her to be rather the flirt, here hoping this Matthew guy knew what he was doing trusting his heart to such an unrestrained person. Comprehending Erica and her whorish ways well, she is the one who literally prevented Barbara and Bradford's marriage. Trying her best to come between them, her all out purpose to marry at lease one of the Coogan boys and possibly seduce the others. Naturally with a fleeing Jason wrapping his cold, wet hands about her legs at alerting Barbara back into the now, screaming he was and trying to hide from his big brother did a playful Barbara Ann snatch him up and run into the house, up the stairs laughing and screaming at both Daniel and Bradford giving chase. "They gonna sleep good tonight," laughing and heading toward the kitchen to check on the fancy dinner she was preparing even to Susan this was all amazing. They'd all been brought together, the tragic circumstances under which they'd been forced there was nothing to be celebrated but being there together with lovers, friends and family would make what could have truly been tragic livable. They would get what they wanted for Christmas and the new year, to spend it together with loved ones and friends, indeed was a grateful Susan thinking who could ask for more than that? Things have been and could be a lot worse. “You wouldn’t be following me now would you? Of course,” leaping into a seat upon the kitchen counter “you see Sissy I’m your bodyguard, hence I get to go wherever you go. So they’re not allowed to guard my body huh?” Fitting her stylish frame between his thighs into a biting smooch of this lovely husband to be “that’s exactly what I mean. So what’s smelling so good, ahhhh,” shaking a wooden spoon playfully after him, “it’s not me after all it’s my cooking pot you want. I admit your cooking is good,” organizing himself a valueless suitor to her neck, that edible ear, spoor “but not that good, not good as you I mean. I love you Mr. Syefan Coogan, where did you get that name anyway? While,” hurdling himself again a seat to that counter “father always told me my name was to originally be Stefan but mother made a misprint and thought it was clever, as so was Bradford name to be Ronald but at the last minute she named him after a close deceased friend and there you have it. You guys Sye never speak of her,” stirring in a pinch of salt, pepper, as so other flavor enhancements “almost like you never had a mother only a father, I know,” visibly activating standing teardrops to each eye spilling over momentarily, “things with my Mother Sissy are complicated,” wiping, sniffing, as so brushing a ready nostril like so “perhaps one day they won’t be and I’ll talk to you about,” as one debating whether he’s to say her name “her.”
...THE BUTTONS THEREOF OF GOLD…
SCENE II
Standing in a sizable study crying at Dexter Leon confirming her deepest regrets Corronda wouldn't see or speak with her. With Dexter's voice trembling by an emotional breakdown unto a cracking throat flexed skyward {{{"she doesn't want nothing to do with us, especially with you and your friends" this was horrible, his indisputable wreckage alone was so insensitive. "She's holding, she doesn't Tiffany know what she's saying it's the pain talking, she's leaving Tiffany," at adding insult to misery had these events really tore him up "going home to Jamaica, she's insisting her life here is, you know, I'm sorry Tiffany," Dexter Leon was, he was sorry, he was more sorry than mere words could say "but you of all people know heart wounds heal in time and that's what our Ronda need, time."}}} Replacing the phone into an array of dramatic sensitivity igniting an explosion squealing and knocking everything from that desk top crashing to the floor. "What the hell was that?" At a time like this they all were alarmed, eventually bringing them her way at discovering Tiffany Ann as one totally distressed, combustible even. "Tip?" Moving in cautiously at the sight of Tiffany with blood all over her hands, what's wrong? She blame me! Who honey blame you? Ronda, who the hell else! Ok" a motherly Susan warrant to calm her, Tiffany was hurt she was bleeding pretty bad, "I'm sorry about that honey but you're bleeding, let's get you cleaned, nobody freaking touch me!" With a look, an aim wholly intimidating, the way she felt she may as well bleed to death and get it all over with "nobody! Tip, let us help you, I'm warning all of you, you stay the hell away! Tiffany,” with a caring Nicholas Edin approaching it was as though Tiffany Ann had cut a vein she was bleeding so heavily, look me, okay, please, just calm, you’re bleeding pretty bad. Just you stay the hell away from me, all of you, now sweetheart you know I can't do that, let me help you, you hurt, I hurt, you bleed, I bleed, no!" Come on try it pretty boy," grabbing a letter opener as she’s to ready a weapon at mapping a place to run, to escape but did a penetrating Nicholas Edin see her strategy, running with her, catching her and wrestling her to the floor. “Nawwwwwwwwwwww, just me die, naw, naw, naw, just let me, ah god, just let, we can wrap it and get her to the trauma center, no, no, no doctors, no hospitals, hey, hey, I'll see you there, stay with you always. Well here's the culprit, a sharp glass object that broke when she hit it I guess, something tell me Sye this has Corronda written all over it. I'm gonna take her for stitches, alright you two, be careful, I told you Sissy how her friend Dexter came after me, but when things this bad happen, people have to blame someone, why not us? Especially Sissy Tip, since she was their primary target, that doesn’t even sound real, that Tip is some mobster, drug cartel target for assassination, my god what is this world coming to? We’re gonna get past this, “hey, this too loving girl all my heart will past, it’s all gonna work out, you’ll see, it has too, it just has too." >>>"I can't believe this, I keep letting you persuade me against my will, you're talking about the other night," seeing he's to meticulously brush his cheek, feeling the confusion he must of felt, even guilt, perhaps he'd gone too far, that they both had. "The other night, making myself that vulnerable to you was, was, but that doesn't mean Nicholas I don't want to undo it," stretching her own golden, tearing eyes skyward, hurting in ways not since losing Michael Day, it was all not to open that car door and just leap out! "What a ball of confusion all of this is, and that quoting vows stunt, stunt? If you think that Tiffany Ann was a stunt then you haven't been hearing me, seeing me even, you don't know me when it come to you at all. That was no stunt, with your eyes closed I opened that compartment there, pulled out your ring,, I'm so serious, we leave the hospital we can go straight to the courthouse. I'll kneel and formally ask you to be my eternal mate and stand to you and repeat those same heart and soul vows, again. We'll here, coming around as to help her out, but Tiffany Ann wasn't having it, no matter how much it hurt, "I don't want your hand Mr. Coogan, the last time you offered it to me during a hospital setting I lost a fiancee, right, I forgot that's my fault as well. Thankfully, the most you'll need are a few stitches, a tetanus shot, please, {{{"we have an open wound cut, need urgent attention"}}} examine room 3 please, you can assist her, yes, thank you, or I could Tiffany just wait out here, whatever Mr. Coogan make you happy, even the courthouse after surgery? Actually you're not my type, and now that I've cried, pleaded and beat myself up and asked god's forgiveness, I can admit that, you're not my type. Let's see what we have here, a few itches over I would think you been up to something naughty, no, nothing like that, and gorgeous fellow over here can vouch for you? Your vitial are normal, hummm, seven maybe ten stitches and you're out of here, and you gorgeous, please give me a reason to touch you, thanks, but I'm, ah, okay, too bad then, just too, too bad, could I get you love to fill out this card and show some me ID, coffee, tea or me? No, I'm fine, okay I need you to get up here, let me monitor you for fifteen and you're free to go, you two behave now. You don't plan on letting me touch you ever again are you? Not even on my deathbed, wouldn't even want you to be a pallbearer at my funeral, touching my casket would be the same as touching me. I guess that's no to the marriage proposal, huh? Yeah, a big giant hell no! Miss Saurus, you're free to leave, look Mr Coogan, just do us all a favor, and stay away from me. If that's Miss Saurus what you want, it is, okay, ah, let's get back, I'll even ride up front so we won't be tempted, well that's a start, isn't it?"
...THE COVERING OF IT OF PURPLE …
SCENE III
"Please mommy please," insisting their mother read them a before dinner story did Daniel and Jason have the hardest time choosing between the two books they did have. Daniel wanted to hear about the brave soldier boy, while Jason wanted to hear his favorite cat in the hat story. Well since Jason always heard the cat in the hat story, Barbara decided to read about The Brave Soldier Boy, a book by Thaddeus Wilson, seemingly it wasn't long before they were both in agreement. "What else is going to happen?" Coming onto a silent porch, into a perilous Nicholas Edin, drop dead gorgeous and all , "don't know, I want to take her away from all of this Erica but I am afraid we're running out of places to go, you really love her don't you? Yes," glancing a once worrisome appearing her way into a thick swallow, even remembering her rejection but that wouldn't stop him, "I know you didn't think I noticed, I guess I didn't, well people tend to think I'm this irresponsible air head but I'm not. I never thought that about you, any of you, I know people have a different way of looking at the world, I know too Erica they fashion their lives and reactions accordingly. So have you told Tip how you feel? It only seem to embitter her the more, ahhh, that's horse pucky, Tip love you as well, she's just kicking against the inedible. Excuse me, I said Tip really care about you, I heard that, what's this, a girl talk reveal? Let's just Mr. Coogan say you're not alone in love, you’re not alone at all.”
...THE MIDST THEREOF BEING PAVED WITH LOVE FOR THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE IV
"Ummm," adorably sniffing and peeping around Susan's dinner, something smell delicious, what is, don't stick your fingers in my sauce" whipping him with a now prevailing spoon "ouch, you're
dangerous Sis. You want to go and see if Tip will come down for dinner? Send me" unusually playful did Nicholas need a reason to go knocking after her "go on she might listen to you, yeah, yeah if she bite my head off you're the first to be hunted. Tiffany? Knocking, moving in uninvited, researching was the only light that shinning in from a passing day thus the room was twilight. “Are you sleep?“ Soon kneeling to this lonesome beauty cuddled into an adorable rocking chair fast asleep, sidling closer, trying not to awaken her just yet, needing to, "hey, ah god you frighten the hell out of me, I'm sorry, I knocked several times, dinner, Sissy, it's almost, it's, I don't want any dinner!" Sitting additionally at angrily yanking her covers tighter, readying to relax, even fall asleep, making up for the night past. "Nor do I want to go out into the damn snow, nor do I want anything to drink, I want to be left the hell alone! What Nicholas? If you let me, I will love you forever, do you know how insane you are? Just come, plus Sissy insist I get you or I wouldn't be here, okay, okay don't bite my head off, I'm going but I'm missing you" backing the drop dread gorgeous humanitarian he was out, as he said Sissy had truly pressured him to be the one, Tiffany has already missed a couple of meal, they were getting concern. "And that's a shame you being here with me and all, you won't tell anyone, right? I mean that can spoil of, no, of course not, way too precious, you don't still hate me for that right? As you Mr Coogan possibly heard, I was kinda saving that intricate part of myself for marriage, although you did propose many times, quote vows, offered a ring, knee, all. Yeah, I really darling girl couldn't help myself, you was such a rapacious discovery, I'm having you and I'm not letting go, so you sure you won't, you know, be my wife, the mother of my children and help meet for life eternal? I think I'm beginning to figure, like you're winning me over, if not Mike then who else to marry? Please don't, just don't ask, earth to Tiffany, good night Nicholas" roughly swallowing that bitter denial a brow to speedy tears, did she again reconsider relocating home to Jamaica and be done with all of it, all of them. "I love you, I promised myself, you, I promised you that I wouldn't say that, then Tiffany Ann you must forgive me, forgive, ah, forgive me, for loving you and treasuring you the way I do. I lay awake all day and into the night imagining a way, that there’s some phenomenon, miraculous formula by which I'm to undo what we did that night, I know who it is Nicholas I love, I know who I want to spend this life with. I know that is what I thought with Mike, and, and, and it isn't me, I don't mean to hurt you, no, I can't Tiffany make you love me, but that has always been the problem with us haven't it? If what happen between us, that marriage bed is to make you so miserable then laying all my selfish parley aside I'm sorry and I release you to your own will. Nicholas, you’re right, let’s make the best of the time we do have, I don’t Tiffany want your sympathy, while Attorney Nicholas Edin Coogan, I just decided I want yours, so give me fifteen, are you sure about this? You knowing who you love and, I’m sure, ok, then I’ll wait for you down stairs, thank you, I'll be there.”
...GO FORTH O YE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE V
"Ah god I'm still here, not dreaming, not who with mom and dad, just this continuing nightmare, ah Christian I so need you" awaking the next morning to a strange bedroom Tiffany could see the shower which made for tempting comfort. Feeling so tire, physically ambushed sort of, but it had been a long night, they'd stayed up most of it watching movies, Nicholas face being the last she saw as walked her back to her room. How long would her life be like this? Both this beauty and this beast, filled of both sorrows and gladness, so filled with disappointment and shame, how long?
Undressing herself at stepping into the shower did the hot waters flirting with her perfumed soap bring a valley of spring floral dancing right in. An exhilarating oscillation pleasuring every touch of her appetizing skin into despoiling all tense places so close to her and yet so far away. Even those bringing her into memory of Michael Day and the last time they were to make love as it too was a moment like this one, one whereas under hot shower waters was she in deep dreaming of him when suddenly a breeze fell upon her and just as suddenly her excessive lover. Wasting no time did Michael Day began an urgent ascent upon her, pushing his tongue deep into her warm breath, whispers were she could not only feel but taste his sensational lust and over mastering purpose after her. Allowing this steaming form of him upon her breast, unto her stomach and navel, then against her thighs, alluring and soon firing her private places, enhancing an imagination that if she’s to escape this emphasizing, truly irresistible seduction she’s to as a cat woman climb the wall, indeed with his black mane wrapped in the fingers of her violent bellowing, it was then she began to feel his warm breath against her private wetness, his tantalizing tongue teasing her sweetness, it was maddening, and she was screaming inside, blaring insanely he was kissing her there. Tearing away all composure, all reason by this excruciating invasion was she as one pleading with him to stop killing her, this steaming desperation to her entire being and he, Michael Day this massive, expert "Ti-fa-nyyyy," as usual messing in her things was Erica Lynn after her for breakfast, "you're ok?" Fixing that attention toward a now still shower "hey breakfast is done, everybody is wondering after you," at cutting off the steaming waters, sniffing and shutting off those riotous dreams, for all they' been with Nicholas Edin just now, making them erotically, ceiling climbing true, unforgettable, "yes coming out, sorry to disturb you but I knocked, I guess you couldn't hear me, anybody ever tell you Erica what great timing you have? Only Matt, does that count?" Teasing her as she often did at discovering other goodies of Tiffany Ann's and she fussing at her as usual, "you know Tip, right at that critical moment, that's cute Erica, sorry, what a virgin know of such things, right? Why is everybody so damn concern about me, believe me stunner girl I've been asking myself that for years, get out of my room, get the hell out, what if I say I'm sorry? You'll be lying, just go, don't make me come back up here or, or send Nickie after you, you know I will, ah god can't I just run away from this?"
...AND BEHOLD KING SOLOMON WITH THE CROWN...
SCENE VII
"May I help? Sure" moving aside to her, handing her a bowl "I used to help my grandmother peel apples, pick berries and what have you. I've missed you, you haven't pestered me for days, yeah Tiffany I thought I would lay off of the pestering. I'd been saving myself Nicholas for marriage for as long as I can remember, I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just so disappointed at myself, I mean I had it all figure now what? You could always you know, marry me, that woman Nicholas, that day you and Brad left to get Barb, if you don't mind me asking, who was she?" With his thoughts rewinding to that night he and Tiffany made love, Tiffany Ann was 5'7, 115 .lbs of shear beauty gloriously perfected and Nicholas Edin was speechless. Her bronze tint bareness glistening in the lust now embracing her riveting over-burning she was frightening for Nicholas' pure words, rendering this lover wordless. "Nicholas? Her name is Stephanie, Stephanie Lecross, she was my fiancée, your" showing herself intensely marveled not having one clue, he'd been so close to another. "After I proposed and she accepted, then after all the rehearsals and engagement parties, indeed after we'd spent boo-coos of money, and special time, anyway, she called me the night before, the rest is obvious. The day you saw her was the first I'd seen or heard from Stef in three years" peeling and cutting apples, picking berries all for Susan's pies, had it been a week. "Every thing went black after that night, my days, my nights, my heart, it was a long time Tiffany, a very long time before I saw light again, you again. I didn't know, I had no ideal, how could you know? We were Tiffany like now living together but in two completely different worlds, contemplating other lovers. Had you two dated for long?" "My heaven I so want you,want to tear you opened and dissolve you, Nicholas, help me contain myself, don't temot us. So did you date for long? Nearly four years, long enough one would say, four years? My god, that's a lifetime, all I remember is being as one wolf-howling a petrifying, truly horrendous organism from every auxilarating bone, blood of ourselves Tiffany, laying his masterful art work into this one so deep, forever. Only it wasn't meant to be, what does that mean? It mean how can you Nicholas put that much time, trust and faith in one human being and once it goes south how clearly it wasn't meant to be? I'm going to go to bed, I spend my days avoiding you and my nights climbing into you, or so I will to. It's a long, impossible story and I, you trust me? Yes, even as a wife, then tell me, is that why you found me, us so vulnerable that night? I Tiffany love you, I have since the first day I saw you, I'd allowed you to slip and slip from my grasp a million times it seems but not this time, not that night nor ever again. I can't talk about this now, I explain where my heart is Nicholas, how can you then trust it as your own, how dare you know my heart better, why you confuse us so? Goodnight, are you as jealous of Stef as I was of Mike? Be honest, yes, I think I am, I d9nt like the idea you loved another, no Tiffany not her, but everything she's as the American Dream, represented, goodnight, you too love, you too."
...HE MADE THE PILLARS THEREOF OF SILVER...
CHAPTER VIII
SCENE I
"It's cold" Dusting his hair and rubbing his nose at his father splashing him with a snow ball, "you started it" was big brother Daniel additionally for revenge chasing their father. As one laughing her side to pain at her family, at thinking what a difference a day make, how just yesterday it seemed as though all was lost, just last night her very special husband Bradford Ean was crying in her breast, nearly frighten to death. Although now here they were, the three of them building a snowman and having snow ball fights, it was truly beginning to look a lot like Christmas, not actually the one they'd planned, but still a very special one indeed. Family and friends were together, all of them were there except Matthew at Erica's reminder was she now as one becoming rather close to this Monroe guy who wasn't far from getting her it seemed. Knowing Erica drew men did Barbara also know her to be rather the flirt, here hoping this Matthew guy knew what he was doing trusting his heart to such an unrestrained person. Comprehending Erica and her whorish ways well, she is the one who literally prevented Barbara and Bradford's marriage. Trying her best to come between them, her all out purpose to marry at lease one of the Coogan boys and possibly seduce the others. Naturally with a fleeing Jason wrapping his cold, wet hands about her legs at alerting Barbara back into the now, screaming he was and trying to hide from his big brother did a playful Barbara Ann snatch him up and run into the house, up the stairs laughing and screaming at both Daniel and Bradford giving chase. "They gonna sleep good tonight," laughing and heading toward the kitchen to check on the fancy dinner she was preparing even to Susan this was all amazing. They'd all been brought together, the tragic circumstances under which they'd been forced there was nothing to be celebrated but being there together with lovers, friends and family would make what could have truly been tragic livable. They would get what they wanted for Christmas and the new year, to spend it together with loved ones and friends, indeed was a grateful Susan thinking who could ask for more than that? Things have been and could be a lot worse. “You wouldn’t be following me now would you? Of course,” leaping into a seat upon the kitchen counter “you see Sissy I’m your bodyguard, hence I get to go wherever you go. So they’re not allowed to guard my body huh?” Fitting her stylish frame between his thighs into a biting smooch of this lovely husband to be “that’s exactly what I mean. So what’s smelling so good, ahhhh,” shaking a wooden spoon playfully after him, “it’s not me after all it’s my cooking pot you want. I admit your cooking is good,” organizing himself a valueless suitor to her neck, that edible ear, spoor “but not that good, not good as you I mean. I love you Mr. Syefan Coogan, where did you get that name anyway? While,” hurdling himself again a seat to that counter “father always told me my name was to originally be Stefan but mother made a misprint and thought it was clever, as so was Bradford name to be Ronald but at the last minute she named him after a close deceased friend and there you have it. You guys Sye never speak of her,” stirring in a pinch of salt, pepper, as so other flavor enhancements “almost like you never had a mother only a father, I know,” visibly activating standing teardrops to each eye spilling over momentarily, “things with my Mother Sissy are complicated,” wiping, sniffing, as so brushing a ready nostril like so “perhaps one day they won’t be and I’ll talk to you about,” as one debating whether he’s to say her name “her.”
...THE BUTTONS THEREOF OF GOLD…
SCENE II
Standing in a sizable study crying at Dexter Leon confirming her deepest regrets Corronda wouldn't see or speak with her. With Dexter's voice trembling by an emotional breakdown unto a cracking throat flexed skyward {{{"she doesn't want nothing to do with us, especially with you and your friends" this was horrible, his indisputable wreckage alone was so insensitive. "She's holding, she doesn't Tiffany know what she's saying it's the pain talking, she's leaving Tiffany," at adding insult to misery had these events really tore him up "going home to Jamaica, she's insisting her life here is, you know, I'm sorry Tiffany," Dexter Leon was, he was sorry, he was more sorry than mere words could say "but you of all people know heart wounds heal in time and that's what our Ronda need, time."}}} Replacing the phone into an array of dramatic sensitivity igniting an explosion squealing and knocking everything from that desk top crashing to the floor. "What the hell was that?" At a time like this they all were alarmed, eventually bringing them her way at discovering Tiffany Ann as one totally distressed, combustible even. "Tip?" Moving in cautiously at the sight of Tiffany with blood all over her hands, what's wrong? She blame me! Who honey blame you? Ronda, who the hell else! Ok" a motherly Susan warrant to calm her, Tiffany was hurt she was bleeding pretty bad, "I'm sorry about that honey but you're bleeding, let's get you cleaned, nobody freaking touch me!" With a look, an aim wholly intimidating, the way she felt she may as well bleed to death and get it all over with "nobody! Tip, let us help you, I'm warning all of you, you stay the hell away! Tiffany,” with a caring Nicholas Edin approaching it was as though Tiffany Ann had cut a vein she was bleeding so heavily, look me, okay, please, just calm, you’re bleeding pretty bad. Just you stay the hell away from me, all of you, now sweetheart you know I can't do that, let me help you, you hurt, I hurt, you bleed, I bleed, no!" Come on try it pretty boy," grabbing a letter opener as she’s to ready a weapon at mapping a place to run, to escape but did a penetrating Nicholas Edin see her strategy, running with her, catching her and wrestling her to the floor. “Nawwwwwwwwwwww, just me die, naw, naw, naw, just let me, ah god, just let, we can wrap it and get her to the trauma center, no, no, no doctors, no hospitals, hey, hey, I'll see you there, stay with you always. Well here's the culprit, a sharp glass object that broke when she hit it I guess, something tell me Sye this has Corronda written all over it. I'm gonna take her for stitches, alright you two, be careful, I told you Sissy how her friend Dexter came after me, but when things this bad happen, people have to blame someone, why not us? Especially Sissy Tip, since she was their primary target, that doesn’t even sound real, that Tip is some mobster, drug cartel target for assassination, my god what is this world coming to? We’re gonna get past this, “hey, this too loving girl all my heart will past, it’s all gonna work out, you’ll see, it has too, it just has too." >>>"I can't believe this, I keep letting you persuade me against my will, you're talking about the other night," seeing he's to meticulously brush his cheek, feeling the confusion he must of felt, even guilt, perhaps he'd gone too far, that they both had. "The other night, making myself that vulnerable to you was, was, but that doesn't mean Nicholas I don't want to undo it," stretching her own golden, tearing eyes skyward, hurting in ways not since losing Michael Day, it was all not to open that car door and just leap out! "What a ball of confusion all of this is, and that quoting vows stunt, stunt? If you think that Tiffany Ann was a stunt then you haven't been hearing me, seeing me even, you don't know me when it come to you at all. That was no stunt, with your eyes closed I opened that compartment there, pulled out your ring,, I'm so serious, we leave the hospital we can go straight to the courthouse. I'll kneel and formally ask you to be my eternal mate and stand to you and repeat those same heart and soul vows, again. We'll here, coming around as to help her out, but Tiffany Ann wasn't having it, no matter how much it hurt, "I don't want your hand Mr. Coogan, the last time you offered it to me during a hospital setting I lost a fiancee, right, I forgot that's my fault as well. Thankfully, the most you'll need are a few stitches, a tetanus shot, please, {{{"we have an open wound cut, need urgent attention"}}} examine room 3 please, you can assist her, yes, thank you, or I could Tiffany just wait out here, whatever Mr. Coogan make you happy, even the courthouse after surgery? Actually you're not my type, and now that I've cried, pleaded and beat myself up and asked god's forgiveness, I can admit that, you're not my type. Let's see what we have here, a few itches over I would think you been up to something naughty, no, nothing like that, and gorgeous fellow over here can vouch for you? Your vitial are normal, hummm, seven maybe ten stitches and you're out of here, and you gorgeous, please give me a reason to touch you, thanks, but I'm, ah, okay, too bad then, just too, too bad, could I get you love to fill out this card and show some me ID, coffee, tea or me? No, I'm fine, okay I need you to get up here, let me monitor you for fifteen and you're free to go, you two behave now. You don't plan on letting me touch you ever again are you? Not even on my deathbed, wouldn't even want you to be a pallbearer at my funeral, touching my casket would be the same as touching me. I guess that's no to the marriage proposal, huh? Yeah, a big giant hell no! Miss Saurus, you're free to leave, look Mr Coogan, just do us all a favor, and stay away from me. If that's Miss Saurus what you want, it is, okay, ah, let's get back, I'll even ride up front so we won't be tempted, well that's a start, isn't it?"
...THE COVERING OF IT OF PURPLE …
SCENE III
"Please mommy please," insisting their mother read them a before dinner story did Daniel and Jason have the hardest time choosing between the two books they did have. Daniel wanted to hear about the brave soldier boy, while Jason wanted to hear his favorite cat in the hat story. Well since Jason always heard the cat in the hat story, Barbara decided to read about The Brave Soldier Boy, a book by Thaddeus Wilson, seemingly it wasn't long before they were both in agreement. "What else is going to happen?" Coming onto a silent porch, into a perilous Nicholas Edin, drop dead gorgeous and all , "don't know, I want to take her away from all of this Erica but I am afraid we're running out of places to go, you really love her don't you? Yes," glancing a once worrisome appearing her way into a thick swallow, even remembering her rejection but that wouldn't stop him, "I know you didn't think I noticed, I guess I didn't, well people tend to think I'm this irresponsible air head but I'm not. I never thought that about you, any of you, I know people have a different way of looking at the world, I know too Erica they fashion their lives and reactions accordingly. So have you told Tip how you feel? It only seem to embitter her the more, ahhh, that's horse pucky, Tip love you as well, she's just kicking against the inedible. Excuse me, I said Tip really care about you, I heard that, what's this, a girl talk reveal? Let's just Mr. Coogan say you're not alone in love, you’re not alone at all.”
...THE MIDST THEREOF BEING PAVED WITH LOVE FOR THE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE IV
"Ummm," adorably sniffing and peeping around Susan's dinner, something smell delicious, what is, don't stick your fingers in my sauce" whipping him with a now prevailing spoon "ouch, you're
dangerous Sis. You want to go and see if Tip will come down for dinner? Send me" unusually playful did Nicholas need a reason to go knocking after her "go on she might listen to you, yeah, yeah if she bite my head off you're the first to be hunted. Tiffany? Knocking, moving in uninvited, researching was the only light that shinning in from a passing day thus the room was twilight. “Are you sleep?“ Soon kneeling to this lonesome beauty cuddled into an adorable rocking chair fast asleep, sidling closer, trying not to awaken her just yet, needing to, "hey, ah god you frighten the hell out of me, I'm sorry, I knocked several times, dinner, Sissy, it's almost, it's, I don't want any dinner!" Sitting additionally at angrily yanking her covers tighter, readying to relax, even fall asleep, making up for the night past. "Nor do I want to go out into the damn snow, nor do I want anything to drink, I want to be left the hell alone! What Nicholas? If you let me, I will love you forever, do you know how insane you are? Just come, plus Sissy insist I get you or I wouldn't be here, okay, okay don't bite my head off, I'm going but I'm missing you" backing the drop dread gorgeous humanitarian he was out, as he said Sissy had truly pressured him to be the one, Tiffany has already missed a couple of meal, they were getting concern. "And that's a shame you being here with me and all, you won't tell anyone, right? I mean that can spoil of, no, of course not, way too precious, you don't still hate me for that right? As you Mr Coogan possibly heard, I was kinda saving that intricate part of myself for marriage, although you did propose many times, quote vows, offered a ring, knee, all. Yeah, I really darling girl couldn't help myself, you was such a rapacious discovery, I'm having you and I'm not letting go, so you sure you won't, you know, be my wife, the mother of my children and help meet for life eternal? I think I'm beginning to figure, like you're winning me over, if not Mike then who else to marry? Please don't, just don't ask, earth to Tiffany, good night Nicholas" roughly swallowing that bitter denial a brow to speedy tears, did she again reconsider relocating home to Jamaica and be done with all of it, all of them. "I love you, I promised myself, you, I promised you that I wouldn't say that, then Tiffany Ann you must forgive me, forgive, ah, forgive me, for loving you and treasuring you the way I do. I lay awake all day and into the night imagining a way, that there’s some phenomenon, miraculous formula by which I'm to undo what we did that night, I know who it is Nicholas I love, I know who I want to spend this life with. I know that is what I thought with Mike, and, and, and it isn't me, I don't mean to hurt you, no, I can't Tiffany make you love me, but that has always been the problem with us haven't it? If what happen between us, that marriage bed is to make you so miserable then laying all my selfish parley aside I'm sorry and I release you to your own will. Nicholas, you’re right, let’s make the best of the time we do have, I don’t Tiffany want your sympathy, while Attorney Nicholas Edin Coogan, I just decided I want yours, so give me fifteen, are you sure about this? You knowing who you love and, I’m sure, ok, then I’ll wait for you down stairs, thank you, I'll be there.”
...GO FORTH O YE DAUGHTERS OF JERUSALEM...
SCENE V
"Ah god I'm still here, not dreaming, not who with mom and dad, just this continuing nightmare, ah Christian I so need you" awaking the next morning to a strange bedroom Tiffany could see the shower which made for tempting comfort. Feeling so tire, physically ambushed sort of, but it had been a long night, they'd stayed up most of it watching movies, Nicholas face being the last she saw as walked her back to her room. How long would her life be like this? Both this beauty and this beast, filled of both sorrows and gladness, so filled with disappointment and shame, how long?
Undressing herself at stepping into the shower did the hot waters flirting with her perfumed soap bring a valley of spring floral dancing right in. An exhilarating oscillation pleasuring every touch of her appetizing skin into despoiling all tense places so close to her and yet so far away. Even those bringing her into memory of Michael Day and the last time they were to make love as it too was a moment like this one, one whereas under hot shower waters was she in deep dreaming of him when suddenly a breeze fell upon her and just as suddenly her excessive lover. Wasting no time did Michael Day began an urgent ascent upon her, pushing his tongue deep into her warm breath, whispers were she could not only feel but taste his sensational lust and over mastering purpose after her. Allowing this steaming form of him upon her breast, unto her stomach and navel, then against her thighs, alluring and soon firing her private places, enhancing an imagination that if she’s to escape this emphasizing, truly irresistible seduction she’s to as a cat woman climb the wall, indeed with his black mane wrapped in the fingers of her violent bellowing, it was then she began to feel his warm breath against her private wetness, his tantalizing tongue teasing her sweetness, it was maddening, and she was screaming inside, blaring insanely he was kissing her there. Tearing away all composure, all reason by this excruciating invasion was she as one pleading with him to stop killing her, this steaming desperation to her entire being and he, Michael Day this massive, expert "Ti-fa-nyyyy," as usual messing in her things was Erica Lynn after her for breakfast, "you're ok?" Fixing that attention toward a now still shower "hey breakfast is done, everybody is wondering after you," at cutting off the steaming waters, sniffing and shutting off those riotous dreams, for all they' been with Nicholas Edin just now, making them erotically, ceiling climbing true, unforgettable, "yes coming out, sorry to disturb you but I knocked, I guess you couldn't hear me, anybody ever tell you Erica what great timing you have? Only Matt, does that count?" Teasing her as she often did at discovering other goodies of Tiffany Ann's and she fussing at her as usual, "you know Tip, right at that critical moment, that's cute Erica, sorry, what a virgin know of such things, right? Why is everybody so damn concern about me, believe me stunner girl I've been asking myself that for years, get out of my room, get the hell out, what if I say I'm sorry? You'll be lying, just go, don't make me come back up here or, or send Nickie after you, you know I will, ah god can't I just run away from this?"
...AND BEHOLD KING SOLOMON WITH THE CROWN...
SCENE VII
"May I help? Sure" moving aside to her, handing her a bowl "I used to help my grandmother peel apples, pick berries and what have you. I've missed you, you haven't pestered me for days, yeah Tiffany I thought I would lay off of the pestering. I'd been saving myself Nicholas for marriage for as long as I can remember, I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just so disappointed at myself, I mean I had it all figure now what? You could always you know, marry me, that woman Nicholas, that day you and Brad left to get Barb, if you don't mind me asking, who was she?" With his thoughts rewinding to that night he and Tiffany made love, Tiffany Ann was 5'7, 115 .lbs of shear beauty gloriously perfected and Nicholas Edin was speechless. Her bronze tint bareness glistening in the lust now embracing her riveting over-burning she was frightening for Nicholas' pure words, rendering this lover wordless. "Nicholas? Her name is Stephanie, Stephanie Lecross, she was my fiancée, your" showing herself intensely marveled not having one clue, he'd been so close to another. "After I proposed and she accepted, then after all the rehearsals and engagement parties, indeed after we'd spent boo-coos of money, and special time, anyway, she called me the night before, the rest is obvious. The day you saw her was the first I'd seen or heard from Stef in three years" peeling and cutting apples, picking berries all for Susan's pies, had it been a week. "Every thing went black after that night, my days, my nights, my heart, it was a long time Tiffany, a very long time before I saw light again, you again. I didn't know, I had no ideal, how could you know? We were Tiffany like now living together but in two completely different worlds, contemplating other lovers. Had you two dated for long?" "My heaven I so want you,want to tear you opened and dissolve you, Nicholas, help me contain myself, don't temot us. So did you date for long? Nearly four years, long enough one would say, four years? My god, that's a lifetime, all I remember is being as one wolf-howling a petrifying, truly horrendous organism from every auxilarating bone, blood of ourselves Tiffany, laying his masterful art work into this one so deep, forever. Only it wasn't meant to be, what does that mean? It mean how can you Nicholas put that much time, trust and faith in one human being and once it goes south how clearly it wasn't meant to be? I'm going to go to bed, I spend my days avoiding you and my nights climbing into you, or so I will to. It's a long, impossible story and I, you trust me? Yes, even as a wife, then tell me, is that why you found me, us so vulnerable that night? I Tiffany love you, I have since the first day I saw you, I'd allowed you to slip and slip from my grasp a million times it seems but not this time, not that night nor ever again. I can't talk about this now, I explain where my heart is Nicholas, how can you then trust it as your own, how dare you know my heart better, why you confuse us so? Goodnight, are you as jealous of Stef as I was of Mike? Be honest, yes, I think I am, I d9nt like the idea you loved another, no Tiffany not her, but everything she's as the American Dream, represented, goodnight, you too love, you too."
...WHEREWITH HIS MOTHER CROWN HIM IN THE DAY OF HIS ESPOUSALS...
SCENE VI
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"Why want you talk about it? For the final time I don’t want, that was Niegl ok,” only seven A. M. at being up for hours was Spirit and himself starting on their third pile of firewood. “He and Nadia have been in touch with Camilla, yes Spirit,” knowing he’s to be abounding with new, additional inquiries as surely as he is “my distant, estranged, wife. It would seem visiting relatives brought them back into acquaintance with her. And that Christian make you angry?” Surely you must., not so much that Spirit, but the fact she could be with them as they’re to arrive here in only days. With them? My sentiments exactly,” resting a long perch upon a once busy ax handle “isn’t that to be some coincidence, but you know Spirit what I told you about that, that I don’t believe in those,” getting back to work did Christian all the more have this ax to grind. “That there’s too many seducing spirits working in the heavens, on the earth and beneath it for thereto be coincidences. Then it’s meant to be?” Not at all surprised but was this just like Niegl, often finding him as one always hurting Christian, seemingly purposely because it was so often. “Now that Spirit seems to be the expert inquiry, what is truly meant to be and how do we really know? I believe Christian it’s as you said last night, how we’re to remain faithful to vows until death itself part us, surely and truly this is where the supreme can interject so preciously his divine intervention.” Not really knowing how to feel about Camilla’s return and why but was Spirit very concern at the thought she was attempting to come back into Christian's life. “That he’s faithful Spirit to our faithfulness, yes, indeed. How long Christian has it’s been? You’re Spirit to consider the fact little Rebecca has been deceased for over seven years, seven months and seventeen days, that’s how long it’s been. While is her coming definite or is it Neigl contemplating such things out loud? It would seem Camilla is the real-estate agent that’s to handle the sell of the Artelon property, so she’s coming to share those plans personally, so Niegl says. You don’t trust him, you Spirit as while as I know that out of us all Niegl sadly is more like Papa, trying Christian as your Americans would say, at getting water from this turnip even if he’s to supply it like so. I sense you are afraid? A little," lessening into a weary far away soul as this at what’s he’s to do for or about Camilla’s return. "I just don't know what's gonna happen, I think I'm even afraid of being rejected all over again how insane is that? You are the wisest of us all," laying a comforting hand over Christian hands at consoling him, even at being a dear friend to him "you’ll know exactly what to do. Camilla has Christian become a ghost of your past, now she'll become flesh, I guess there's reason to fear. You know what I really Christian think?" Coming a perch upon that broad shoulder, that looking off of his as to consider "I think once people taste one another's blood they will always be a part of each other, even until death do part them. Of course Christian even then we're always hunted by their spirits and by our memories of them, kinda like the seasons that come and go, because Christian they're gone doesn't mean they won't return, and they're remembered for the good or bad until time warrants their reentry. Yeah," at his own rest into Spirit’s valid, even hospitable nearness was Spirit now the wise one, “there’s Spirit as you illustrated bits and pieces of us scattered throughout this world. In people's hearts," as to remember Tiffany Ann most of all and the need to be acquainted with her like so. "On their mind, hopefully in their prayers, even Spirit in their dreams. Also Christian we’re in their memories and words whenever they speak of us,” as one in love with his big brother and this stunning view overlooking a fabulous snow-covered landscape “there like a vapor of smoke we both appear and dis- appear as people rethink our existing worth. To have never done this before Spirit you’re pretty good,” jamming his ax into a seat, a breather at removing his gloves could Christian easily see Miss Martha summoning them to breakfast. “We better go,” with a hand along his shoulder at convincing him along was this indeed Christians honorable appreciation of his little brother “if you want to see the ugly side of Miss Martha let one of her meals Spirit go cold, just one.”
...AND IN THE DAY OF THE GLADNESS OF HIS HEART...
SCENE VII
Well So’le is Ron pretty much grown I don’t know how you’re to stop him, not so grown Desrek he no longer listen to mama and papa, ok, whatever, just so you know I warn you. What is going on with him now, scholarships, even an NBA offer, you’re serious, he’s that good. He’s Ronda that good, you know I could call the parlor here, have them come up and do your nails for you.” “No,” easing down into bed was she putting her nail kit away, I really don’t want to be bothered with strangers right now. What you think, you think he should accept an NBA offer? That’s a trick question right? It’ll destroy him, the physical and mental abuse alone Ronda would ruin him for life, knowing you, you actually told him that, no, although I should, but he haven’t asked me, probably Mr. party pooper because he already know what you’re going to say. You’re way too strict on him, me? You the one won’t let him come to New York to see you. I don’t know Desrek if I can stand him seeing me like this, it isn’t Desrek something you flaunt around like it’s a trophy, don’t sell So’le short, he know Ron exactly what this is, he’s a really wise kid, one of the wisest I know don’t under sell him so. What about Mr. big Stuff, what’s going on with him?” Witnessed upon as one kicking his feet up into a lay upon a comforting sofa “what’s Germany like really? It's about people Ronda, rich people, poor people, hurting people and people pretending they’re not hurting atoll. You know me Ron, I don’t believe I live in a house but on a street, not just a city but a state and justly so an entire earth. There’s only one, one man both male and female,” two types, yeah I know, believers and unbelievers. What I hear in that Desrek is that you’re still saving yourself for that one that got away, you heard that really? So how is May actually? I’m not talking to her or was that Desrek a reminder? Yeah,” snuggling in all the more comfortably was he releasing a long, strenuous, tear-jerking yawn, “and what am I to read behind that, whatever Desrek you feel like.”
…BEHOLD, THOU ART FAIR MY LOVE…
SCENE X
Cuddling comfortably in front of the set were twin couples Bradford and Barbara, Susan and Syefan, Erica with Matthew joining, "Matthew?” Suspending a merited double take at wondering is this what all the commotion was about the night earlier, indeed when did he get there, how and how? Not joining them as yet at silently sneaking out upon Nicholas who was sitting outside in the cold snow, a thinker statue. “I’ve been looking for you” easing down into a seat along the tree with him, pull8ng her jacket tighter. “I don’t know why I’m telling you this Tiffany but for the last three days I feel as though I’m fading back into that darkness and you this fading out of reach, sunlight. That darkness Nicholas is fear surely you must know that, what are you so afraid of? I don’t Tiffany want to ah lose, ah, you, I don’t want what happen to Stef and I, to millions of others to happen to me, to us, this gigantic contagion infecting the heart, mind and faithfulness of masses. I want to love you, need you like this, forever” arching this unspeakable limpidity, this ineffable attachment her way, her wise answer. “When I’m on my death bed I want my last will, breath and testament to be faithful to that I love, like my mom, dad. You remember when you told me how frighten you were, how all you wanted to do Nicholas was climb into that frightening you the most and get lost there, inside me, us? While I’m missing you and that’s ashamed seeing you’re here with me, I know” stretching his painful throat back at spinning new tears down his awesome face, vulnerability “but I can’t, I keep asking myself why? What? When? Whatever it is Tiffany, however it is I don’t want it, I don’t want it affecting me, make that us, I don’t want it affecting you. What you want Nicholas is impossible to achieve unless you abide by faith, faith is supreme sightless- ness and weightlessness, as in mold free. You’re saying I had no faith in Stef, in our nearly four year relationship? Of course not, if you’d not Nicholas had faith this betrayal would not have taken you so unaware, that surprising you was the faithfulness you had in her which said party not this faithfulness Nicholas failed. I know Tiffany what you’re asking me, but what you’re implying it is that horrifying me the most. So you’re saying I horrify you, what you insist we must have? Not being able to discover you as gluttonous and as giving of your wedlock, you’re Tiffany such a wondrous creature, more so now than ever, anxious, collectable in all places you’re woman, wife. Nicholas” blinking her own nearing eyes, brushing her nostrils at coming a chin into his broad shoulder, it's warm, kissible, edible neck, “what you and I have found is something far greater than darkness, something more outstanding than just light. I like to think it’s a divine heartedness, a heavenly wisdom instructing and directing us in ways, along paths of myriad dreaming. Although except you believe that this darkness remain, this contagion as you described whereas you’re regretfully both it’s disease and it’s cure. Although isn’t that Nicholas the perfection in all of this called mankind, isn’t what we’re to discover as fulfillment in all reality a faultless god-ship, a textbook beauty and regretfully but necessarily a flawless beast?” That only as we’re to acknowledge this manner of wisdom are we truly in every aspect of existence made free? Now it’s freezing out here,” coming into her physically resistant stand was Tiffany Ann this paradox much more to behold, and whether she knew or not now all his, "come, it's time you instead take my hand. What Tiffany we’ve found?” Propelling, indeed piercing an admirably cognizance into her, aren't you still ebbing and flowing between a relocation of Jamaica, so again Tiffany, what we've found? Pushing that to the back burner, yes Nicholas, you and I, it’s what you just described isn’t it, this unforeseen ever by mankind most phenomenon selves absolution? Yes, Nicholas I believe it is, it’s Tiffany where and how Christian Cros fit so perfectly into all of this, right again Mr. Coogan,” smiling amiably was Nicholas Edin finally getting the concept of those fallen in love even if not admittedly as they themselves “right again. Like the time we spend together, that amazing, wondrous, unforgettable night, I described it as being like heaven for both it’s erotic misery and it’s blistering triumph, truly Nicholas Edin unless we’re to suffer there can be no true purification, no us, so come, I'm cold, let's fit something hot and warm up an warm up, then let me climb into this intimate curative for us both, tempting beyond describing, really, now come on Mr sexy, sexy follow me."
…BEHOLD, THOU ART FAIR…
SCENE XI
"Where you guys keep disappearing too?" Coming at just the nick of time with Nicholas following close enough to help rest Tiffany’s coat, both gone just a tiniest time were they missed. "If you Sye have to ask Sissy has a lot of splainin to do, ok, you got me that time, so where's Tip? That’s strange, I thought she was right behind me.” As one hearing them laughing and jostling did Tiffany Ann slip instead into the kitchen, into a sizable sink of dishes, how standing stable washing plates always help her with mediation as with her mom, grands, even divine manifestation, should come of it. "Hey you need some help? I don’t know, you think there’s enough wisdom getting here for the both of us, I think so, so what are they watching? Walk Like A Man if I’m not mistaking, that make sense, that movie is hilarious.” Thinking about how truly intimidating she being this close and how she looked in a pair of his silken PJ's, especially being this close to him. “Aunt Tiffany, aunt Tiffany boys, I like the sound of that, will you draw us some animals? Ah honey,” drying her hand that she’s assist them at there was a time I could draw but I’m much better at sketches and writing now, uncle Nickie? I tell you what, let uncle Nickie finish helping aunt Tiffany and I’ll give it a try, okayyyy we're waitingggg. Okayy well coming!!! They’re simply fantastic aren’t they, fantastic Tiffany and wishing they were years older so they could take you from me so forgive if I don't think they're so innocent. I can’t Tiffany forget what we discussed earlier, you said you missed me, when Tiffany did you ever miss me and indeed for how long? You don’t believe me? Do you know the many nights I laid awake in my bed imaging if only she knew how dearly I treasure her, how I long for her in ways Tiffany literally by Supreme entities unforgivable. I fell asleep waiting, but you never came to me, and I never understood why. I mean although Tiffany we were acquainted this acquaintance Tiffany consisted of an estrange, quite distant fellowship. You’re right” apparently as one bruised at the head, the heart did Tiffany reconsider deeply where Nicholas was coming from, even how she was the last to make a claim how she missed him. “You were right at the hospital the night Mike died and you were right Tiffany on that balcony the other night, I don’t know you, but we’ve never spent this manner of time together.” “I’ve loved and needed you for so long that even this special occasion is scary, you’re” from a touch of a moist hand to him at halting this indecorous escape. “You’re blaming me? Yes” was he an eye-catching creature giving her allegation meaningful trust, “yes Tiffany I’m blaming you, but why?” Setting the glorious beauty she was his way, was she such the benumbing without words creature “you never Nicholas told me how you felt, didn’t I Tiffany, as one making ready that he’s to storm off viciously bitter and disappointed at her “didn’t I from the first moment I saw you tell you how I felt?”
...THOU HAST DOVE EYES WITHIN THY LOCKS…
SCENE XII
"What is it?” Attending anxiously a look pass Tiffany Ann to an awfully distraught Syefan Erin easing sickly along the staircase into a midway seat, "the commissioner just called, and? And he said Matt there is quite a dilemma performing itself in the lab. come on Sye man, you're frightening the hell, he said the specialist says there is no logical or technical reason that bomb didn't ignite as soon as he turn the key. What? The car should’ve exploded Matt as soon as Leon you know, as easing into an ailing seat upon the stairs at locking eyes with a disturbed as herself, as they all were, all of them they're calling it an unbelievable circumstance, ah what? A miracle Matt, I keep thinking those poor babies, my god what kind of monsters are they? The worst kind, the babies are fine Tiffany, we're all fine, they felled, this time Nicholas, so does Nicholas Coogan believe in miracles? He Tiffany does now, goodnight, good night,
…THEY HAIR IS AS A FLOCK OF GOATS…
SCENE XIII
Turning over in bed was Susan Faye disappointedly finding Syefan missing but not that far away, he was reading that mysterious letter again. You know that one that took him away from her, from this place supposedly cementing their hearts as one and there are no secrets unto a place of sadness and uncertainty. Readily Susan knew these things, these tell, tell signs because they were written all over his face, plus whenever he sensed her about him he would hurry and put this peculiar skeleton away. "Good morning my lover" wrapping her arms about his neck into an intimate dance upon his lap, "good morning to you, so you're hungry?" Leaping up, off as to prepare coffee, breakfast "no not really, I think Sissy I'll sit on the porch for a spell, think about some things, anything Sye you care to talk about? I mean I have one penny and I’ll Sye give it to you if you give me your thoughts, they're not worth even a penny, you’re so damn hot,” involving and thrilling her mouth, that delectable tongue was Syefan Erin an erotic tease igniting a just as flattered Susan Faye at biting, unbuttoning and wiping the covers from this muscular stud. “Ahhh god Sye that feel so good,” showing herself a piping lust at digging right into her yummy fellow was she a long, deep ingestion thrilling his fluid of life. “Sissy, Sissy, Sissy? Hy hey, shhhhhh Sissy? Not now ok, what you, you trust me? Ah god Sye I want you.” Designing those hot advances again into this disinclined playboy , that desperate look at binding these frantics, yes undressing him, this equally stunning District Attorney Coogan, "shhhh baby, baby, I really need to think, I can’t do this now, why won't you, Sye, what is it I've done? Come on babe, what kind of a question is that? How about one that need an answer, it's been over a week, why won't you at least talk to me, tell me, not now Sissy ok? No! It's not freaking ok Sye, it's that damn letter isn't it? You're paying more attention to some mysterious letter than you are to me, to us even! Please, baby I don't want to do this now, please, I’ll explain later, let me do this, I love you so much, the hell Sye you do, come on Sissy! Don't get, don't get angry! Why don't you just tell me? Sissy, just go have your freaking quiet time! Don't be, Sissy?” “Just leave me alone Sye ok?What the hell? So what the hell you gonna do? I don't feel like playing, ah come on serious Sye, isn’t that what they called you in college, serious Sye? No man I'm serious? Watch'a gonna do huh, huh? Not playing, got some serious thinking to do, yeah, I guess no more doubts about miracles huh? I know, Brad man, ah my God, it's insane to consider what just happen, and thank him for, God, for it. "I don't understand, why is the dress even here? You know Tip, she wanted to make sure she had something to do, plus leaving it unattended in her car wasn’t wise, ah come on Sissy it's boring, we want to measure you and make some adjustments, I really Erica don't feel like it. Ah, stop being a sour puss, hell I don't know if there's going to be a wedding, hat the hell, let’s just do it anyway. Ok what’s the rush huh? I really didn't see anything wrong with the dress, yeah like you and Tip have identical figures, not even close, okay, what about Sye seeing it and all that?, All he's out playing with Nickie, Nickie is playing? Yeah, now that I would love to see, plus Barb is watching for him, we just got a little stir crazy, needed something to do, and I must be serious to let it keep it from Nickies, ah Mat, I mean Mat," as one standing Susan in the window for better light at measuring her could she see Syefan running and playing with the kids, thinking how he loved those boys was Susan also thinking she and Syefan could be starting their own family soon. "You is really a mental case, ouch, sorry, I'm no damn pin cushion, I said I'm sorry, uh, Nicholas really is out playing, told you and I'm missing it all fussing over you and this gown,, well the hell Erica asked you?
...THAT APPEAR FROM MOUNT GILEAD...
SCENE XIV
"You guys have gotta see this!” Rushing in, pulling them all her way was Barbara Ann more than excited, "see what Barb? Come on" again persuading them along did Susan suddenly remember the gown, "I can’t tell you, you gotta see it, ah no," as one backing right up as there was no way Syefan would see her in that dress. "Not in this, Sissy, you gotta see this I promise, it's Sye and the boys and what they’re doing you gotta see, O god" truly contemplating Barbara’s wild illustration at a touch of her faint heart "can he see me? No! Now come on, HAPPY HONEY MOON! There’s a wedding going on inside, yeah I thought I heard something like that, they look wonderful together don’t they, perfect, and that dress is your design, yes, 'The Maaseiah," wow, it's beyond amazing, yeah, it was for you and Mike right? So what was so important that she's to see you after three years? You don’t know this Tiffany but when I was in the twelfth grade I’d just turn sixteen, and god how I wished I was seventeen, it was always that way, always wishing I was a year older. Anyway I decided right then and there who the girl was I would take to the prom, over a delicious banana split I would ask her and she would say yes. Then Tiffany during the prom while we danced at our favorite song I would ask her to marry me, marry you? To marry, whoa, again she would say yes and we would spend the rest of our lives together, I remember when I told Sye my plan he laughed me to scorn, that was better than Brad's response, he told me to get my head examined. I remember when I worked up enough nerves to go to her house, to ask her father, a tall, rowdy man answered the door, told me his daughter wasn’t allowed to court, that meant dating, prom all, and I wasn’t to ever come there again, my, how sad, that was harsh,. That girl Tiffany was you, what you mean it was me? I didn't see you again until years later, at a pub one night, you was even more stunning, and again i just had to have you. I figured not one man on this earth deserved you, that you was as miraculous inside as you were outwardly and Tiffany, well, Sye always told me, you was out of my league, out of my reach, that chasing you was a waste of my time. I guess after a while Tiffany I started believing that and made sure I went far away for college, summer break come, and I never saw you again, you sure that was my house? I doubt Nicholas if that was my father answering the door, father never answered the door, he always had John, John, or big Mike to do that for him, wait, wait this is confusing, I don't remember any of, I thought we meet in college. We did, but I wanted you since the prom, wanted you to be my girl, but we weren't no were close in high school, you was new and I, ah my god, I'm so confused. Stephanie came to tell me about an affair, about her three year old son, a three year old son, your son? That we should try and make a go of it because of him. Tiffany? A child? Now that changes everything, yeah only he’s not my child, how can you be so sure? I just Tiffany know that’s all, he was probably fathered by this other guy, you know this flinging she had, of course Nicholas he could very well be your son, I mean you can't pretend as though this child isn’t yours, have him tested, prove it or you're be permanently looking over your shoulder not only after him but after her. After her? I totally disagree, you made love to her so recently Nicholas what make you so certain? What are you talking, did you not Nicholas attempt to find a sexual culmination with her when you found me? No Tiffany no, I found you and only you, I've never Tiffany found anything like that before, I found you. I admit I was confused over losing her, naive in thinking I had all things I'd always contemplated a perfect life, under control. That I thought I loved her, I thought she was my life, al when it all went to hell, Tiffany yes, I died inside but that death Tiffany has allowed me to rise up a new man. A Tiffany new beginning and that beginning to glorious eternity, is you, I know I blamed myself, having to admit, visualize how tremendously wrought through this whole thing had made me and I despised her for a very long time perhaps that Tiffany is the part of her you felt in me. but no, I learn that lesson, I'm in control of nothing, so no, that wasn't me attempting to find any of that but release and shake it off and find something, someone much more sensually eternal, you. Then hearing all of that, what do you want me to say Nicholas, that I would never hurt you this way, how did I come just now, loving and needing, Christian. Pus I doubt Nicholas very seriously that was her intention, don't ok, don't freaking make excuses for her. I’m sorry but I don't think people Nicholas that love us actually set out to hurt us, I know," as to be her most heart-abiding, approachable even unto him, a closeness he often dreamed of with her but never thought it possible, reachable. "I know that's not what you want to hear, I don't, you don't think, and you're saying what, that Stef wrenching my freaking heart out wasn't intentional, that she knew ending up in some other's mn wasn't gonna hurt me, none whatsoever? My god, I thought she was special to me, maybe my soulmate. although that's, ah, that's not Tiffany how I honestly felt, thus the reason for your apology to me right? I can't breathe, can't breath, Nicholas, Nicholas? I can't, I can't, breath, breath, look at me, look, calm, calm, calm, ah my god Nicholas you got to forgive, no! Nicholas, sh, sh, sh, I just want to hold you, please just hold me, I'm holding you, hey you guys, they’re about to cut the cake,we'll be right there, is everything ok? Fine, we are Barb right behind you, you alright? I am, thanks, sorry bout that little breakdown, Tiffany, yeah, I know Stef's child isn't mine because I've only been intimate with one woman all my life, what, then why would she make, I'm right behind you, go, go, I'm coming."
... THY TEETH ARE LIKE A FLOCK OF SHEEP THAT ARE EVEN SHORN...
...SCENE XV
"And where Barb have my wife gone off too? I’m sorry honey it’s just that I walked in on Nickie and Tip and I just don’t know what it is I saw. That’s a strange statement Barb, strange and concerning, what you think you saw? It’s just that Nickie appeared so crushed you know, even Brad frightfully so, I mean heart yanked out of his chest and dipping, blood from Tip's hand, so obvious. I know you guys think Tip is the best thing to happen since the parting of the red sea but I don’t always agree, so you’re saying you think she’s hurting him? Hurting Brad or killing, something was Brad, choking him even and it wasn’t pretty, not at all, of course it could be just this manner of flirting with disaster which I believe she is and he’s to realize this early on. I don’t Barb know what you saw, or what you thought you saw but I don’t think it’s as dramatic and gory as all of that, yeah tell Michael that and all other's dead to hurt since then. I admit, unlike Sye, you now, I think Tip’s the best thing to happen to him, for him, that she’s like an answer to his prayers, the woman and life I think he deserves. maybe what you saw Barb was possibly more about Stef than Tip, you know she’s back in town, met with Nickie, tried to put some illegitimate child off on him, please tell me you're kidding,” I Barb kid you not, a three year old, although she was unfaithful Brad suppose it’s their child. I don't know, but Tip at that time Barb was possibly being that shoulder to cry to on he needed having to deal with all of that, has to heart shattering like you saw. My lord Brad, knock me over with a feather why don’t, tht saying is true, believe half of what you see, huh? No, so what did Nicki decide? He didn’t, said he walked out as she was suggesting they get married, make a go, make themselves a family, ah my god, after what she did, that was desperate, that’s Brad even more concerning than accusing Tip. because you have to ask yourself what made her that desperate? I never thought about that, that is a serious form of desperation."
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