The Last Wizard: Case Files by Allen Brown Page B

friend talking?"
       "Cult friend?"
       "Oh yeah... You think I wouldn't pick up that you're part of some inner circle group? It's pretty obvious; I'm not the only one that disappears." I said, opening the floodgates. I couldn't stop talking, and this is typically the point where I should just shut up. But I wanted to know, what her response would be.
       "I don't know what your talking about." She said cradling her injured shoulder, grabbing her shovel, she left my side with her head high and her back upright. 
       "Of course you don't, don't put to much weight on that injured shoulder." I said. I shared my piece, I've never felt this way before it could be relief, or fear. The butterflies in my stomach felt like they were going to burst out of me.
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
     
     
     
       Another day has come and gone, and I still sleep on a bed made of hay shrouded under the shadows of the rich. Too long have I fetched the weight of those who only serve their own plates on my back, like a mule being whipped as it trekked along the sliver of a road across the edge of a mountain. No matter where I went, greed has always served as law of the lands, now it is time for me to get my fucking fill. No longer shall I wait for opportunity to bear fruit, it is time for me to grasp up into the tree of life and reap my own path.
       The shadow from the afternoon sun cloaked me in its darkness, I looked to Sonia like a pigeon scooping its next prey to shit on. Our last words were to meet at the church, and to be honest, I gave her time to turn back and leave. She sat upon the railing of the Church's stair well dangling her feet greeting people that passed by. The look on her face reminded me of the innocence of a young child that saw no evil, a child that has yet to be touched by the political war that plagues the adult world.
       Looking at each path that has passed me as I walked to my goal, I see them as missed opportunities to free myself from sin. But in the end, I couldn't, I need this! This is life, one feeds, the other bleeds.
       "Hey Sonia, sorry I'm late." I said looking up from the bottom of the stairs, she looked over in surprise. I guess part of her didn't expect me to show up. She didn't say anything either, just simply staring with a bewildered look on her face. Flicking her head, her silky black hair went flying back over her shoulder covering her face from me.
       Oh great...
       I climbed up the stairs, careful not to rush to her side that would make me look completely at fault. Yeah, sure I was... But she doesn't need to know that. "Aww Sonia, come on, I'm sorry." I told her. Dropping down to her level, I brushed the hair back from her shoulders with the utmost care, like cradling a newborn in your arms for the first time .  She tried not to look over, but I did manage to catch her take a quick peak. I'm officially in the clear.
       "Don't look at me." She said in a stern voice. She raised her hand, placed it firmly on my face and pushed me back onto my ass.
       I felt every inch of the interlacing brick road as I hit the ground, looking up at her for a moment, I climbed to my feet. Lord knows I’ve dealt with my fare share of angry women, I gently pulled her towards me by her shoulders and wrapped my arms around her. She leaned into my embrace and let out a content sigh, she welcomed me, we stayed there for a moment without saying a single word. We watched as Church goers entered and exited the chapel staring us down disapprovingly. One lady went so far as to shout "shame" to us. I will never understand the fanatics, why must they try continuously to change others. Focus on yourself I say.
       The sun eventually ducked behind the Church voiding us of its warm sunlight. The radiant glow managed to push past the blockade and turned the sky orange. The streaks of clouds hovered as it bounced the light back to the sun with a purplish color. Sunsets are always a bliss, I feel sorry for those