Something went bang in her mind. I love you! It was just the second time they hung out but there they were, those words. He rubbed her back and said, “Don’t worry, I’m with you.” Her second sentence after that was, “I’ve never said this to anyone.”She hadn’t.So it was a double boom! It was boom and then boom again! “ You are a 26 year old traveling adventurer, and so he is, and she have never said these words to anyone?” She said, “No.” She never felt that there was a person that made the sentiment arise which might have triggered that expression out of her. There had never been an occasion which She felt the words were well-placed and valid in any context so She had never said them to anyone before.Although, he don’t consider himself, a very romantic kind of guy, he, on the other hand, had said those words before to the women in his life. So, he knew the taste of that. But now when he say, “Cindy, I love you,” the taste is completely different—the taste of saying something
Back to thier date. He was telling Cindy his dream for his future. He had worked for ten years of his life and studied for four of those. But that system was not something that felt right and He had consciously decided to step away from it. He did not want to engage in money. This was not how humans are meant to live. He wanted to go back to living more naturally. He told her that mother nature provides all that they need. Water is free and abundant. He didn’t want electricity. They could have internet, but no wifi. Would she be okay with a cabled connection? She said yes. Fair compromise. But their phones always had to be off or on flight mode. He wanted to live in a cob house just like people had lived for centuries. Thier food would be provided by mother earth: they would eat what they planted and plant what they ate. Would she be okay with all of this? She said that she would. He told her to really consider this seriously because it really wouldn’t work if she asked him to mo
Apart from a small break they had when Gerard was in Armenia for his vipassana, they were now living together and figuring out their lives as ‘us’. It was the first time She was experiencing living with a romantic partner. They did have a few ups and downs.And some huge volcanoes.Once, he actually left!He left! They had a fight and he told her that this was crap, that he couldn’t go on and that he was out!They had barely slept that whole night, it was horrible.They were in the same room but emotionally miles apart. She felt like a stranger to herself.She had no appetite, her mind was dull, everything was blurry. Her whole being felt scattered. In the morning, she opened the door for him in tears and he left! Her landlady was very specific about their shared living areas and how to lock up so She had to see him out the door and off he went with his black-or-white view of life.He’s the kind of person that when he leaves, he leaves and he was sure that he wasn’t going to see h
Gerard changed all of sudden,should she call it “ Husbands regret” What do you mean, you are pregnant. We were going to wait, Cindy, remember? Just tell me you’re joking?” Cindy felt her husband’s furious words strike her like boulders. She stared up into his livid face and didn’t recognize the man standing in front of her. He was shocked, that was all. He was thrown by her news. Her words would sink in soon enough and he’d go back to being the man she adored, the wonderful man to whom she had entrusted her heart. She just needed to give him time to get over his shock. The more she tried to rationalize his inexplicable reaction to what should have been joyous news, the more the insidious little voice in the back of her mind kept telling her that she was lying to herself. This was a side of Gerard that she had never seen before—one that he had never allowed her to see—and she was terrified of what that said about their two-year marriage.“I know that it’s sooner than we’d planned,” sh
“No!” They were all taken aback by her sudden, shrill vehemence. “No, I can’t stay here. I have to go home. I should be there right now. My shift would have ended an hour ago; I should be at home.”“That would be stupid and downright dangerous in your condition, Mrs. Palmer,” the doctor admonished, and Cindy’s world reeled.“What did you call me?” she asked in a shocked whisper.“He called you Mrs. Palmer,” Rick taunted from where he stood in the doorway with his arms folded across his broad chest. “That is still your name, isn’t it?” She stared at Richard Palmer helplessly, not knowing what to say and suddenly hating him with a ferocity that shook her.“Well?” he prompted sarcastically, and she nodded mutely, not understanding this hostility from someone who had always loved and respected her.“Please . . .” she whispered. “Please, Rick, I have to go home.”“ You’re going home all right,” Rick informed her coldly. “Just as soon as it can be arranged.”“Mr. Palmer, I strongly advise a
He had never once during their two-year-long marriage said that he loved her, but he had shown her in so many ways that she had believed that was enough. In the face of his abandonment, she had come to question that love and had been forced to acknowledge that the words would have meant more; the words would have meant everything. They would have set his love in stone.Now he was standing here telling her that he had wanted Kayla after all? What was she supposed to believe? Why was he treating her like the villain for leaving, when he was the one who had driven her away? In the midst of her turmoil, she heard an unmistakable sound—the familiar irrepressible chatter and giggle of a toddler.Of a particular toddler. Cindy’s panicked gaze swung to the open door and she was horrified to see the babysitter leading her beautiful daughter toward the room. Her anxious gaze swung toward Gerard but he seemed oblivious. He was watching her intently, still wanting an answer to his previous questi
“Me?” Cindy did not know what to react to first: the unbelievable news that her beautiful, strong husband was deaf, or the accusation that she was somehow responsible for his condition. It was all too awful to comprehend. “But . . . I . . . how?” Rick made an impatient sound at the back of his throat, seemingly sickened by her continued ignorance. He touched his brother’s arm to gain his attention. Gerard turned to face him.“ I’ve asked that girl Katrina where she lives.” He nodded toward Cindy, unable to even say her name. “Some dump downtown. I’ll pack a couple of bags for her and Mikayla.”“ Pack only a change of clothes for the little one,” Gerard ordered, his gaze softening as he looked down into his still-sleeping daughter’s pretty face. “If the rags she’s wearing right now are any indication, there won’t be anything worth keeping. I’ll clothe my own child.” Cindy’s eyes stung with tears at that terrible insult; if only he knew how much she had sacrificed and slaved for every s
Kayla decided that she didn’t like scary and noisy helicopters and cried during the entire short, chartered flight from Plettenberg Bay to Camps Bay. Her beleaguered father, who was figuring out that parenthood may not be as fabulous as he had first imagined, battled to keep her calm while Cindy, who was feeling the effects of some pretty powerful medication, remained mostly oblivious to it all. Cindy was vaguely aware of Gerard frantically trying to shush the child. He made funny faces and played silly little games but Kayla refused to be comforted by someone who was a total stranger to her. She was too small to be belted in but she stubbornly refused to stay in Gerard’s lap. Instead she kept trying to crawl over onto her mother’s lap, and Cindy tried her best to soothe the little girl, but Kayla wasn’t too impressed with her limp hugs either.“ Do something,” Gerard eventually entreated, when Kayla slid from his grasp like a greased pig and melted to the floor in a boneless heap. On
A few years after Rick was given the life sentence. Write a poem for Rick. It could have been his very first poem. He wondered about the hue of his heart, the hue of his words when he sang aloud, the hue of the sky, the hue of the raindrops, and the hue of his need for someone to hold him. He couldn't hold his children, He missed lacing their shoes and wiping their tears, and he was aware that the only way he would ever see them again was to plead with his brother in some way. after second-guessing whether to hire a lawyer. Since his pleadings to his brother are ignored, He's significant other additionally never ask nor care to beware of him, none of he's companions request from him.Truly he did lamented he's activities and presently there believe he should spoil in jail. To tamper with justice and show mercy, he has written so many letters to his brother Gerard. He has unquestionably absorbed his lessons.Rick took a job at the prison's license plate factory in the inking department
Mr bill has begin investigation with the little infor he has got. He has deployed he’s boys to watch the going out and coming in of Rick. “ Rick got no idea that he’s being monitored, and the kidnappers as well never knew that police has very involved, because it’s been tackled on the low to avoid Mr Gerard and daughter not to harmed. And also it shouldn’t be published till Gerard and Kayla is being rescued. “The kidnappers called on Cindy ,” And she told them that the money is complete,how is she going to deliver the montane who’s going to do that, the location and time. The kidnappers told her that they will reach out to her in the morning, they need to confirm she didn’t involve the police. Cindy with all boldness told them that since the incident she has not gone to police not to talk more of involving them. “ you will hear from us tomorrow morning. hangs up the phone.The following morning as early as 6:30 am they called and give the location at which she is goi to drop the mone
Paul pleaded with Mr Bill to visit he’s house for an important discussion. he’s very good friend, they have know each other from childhood, Mr bill was surprised because Paul hasn’t invited him in such manner, he assured him that he will come after work. “Mr bill is a senior police officer, a very dedicated one at that. He’s a professional officer who responds to threats, emergencies, he has helped to keep criminals off the street, and work to protect citizens and their communities from harm. This job is not easy and there are many capabilities beyond strength and bravery that officers must possess to be great at what they do.“He has honed skills in emergency response, decision making , public communication, ethics and empathy. he is also truthful and knows when black is black and white is white, a very sincere officer at that.“Cindy hardly sleep these days, she is now a shadow of herself, thinking it’s eating her up. “How she going to ask for people that donated that they shoul
“Cindy was rushed to the hospital, she was unconscious for 2 day’s, during the time she was in the hospital, Rick wasn’t doing anything. “Celeste keep wondering, who Gerard must have offended that they had to do this to him and even went ahead in kidnapping Kayla he’s daughter, who must be feeding them with viral information,and how did they get to kidnap Kayla and well, and even getting to know where she schools, does it mean that there’s no security in the school, what must have lead to all this. “ these are the questions Celeste keeping asking herself but couldn’t get answer . And she pray Cindy don’t lost her life in the process, innocent woman she has passed through a lot.“ Cindy is getting back to fit, after the shock of her daughter also being in the kidnappers den, and also the fear of not reporting to the police, the voice keeps ringing in her head” don’t get the police involved “ she gave up the thought on reporting to the police because she don’t know who might be their n
“ Hello babe I received call from Celeste, she said Gerard has been kidnapped, that she has been trying to reach out to you, but you not answering either.“ Rick roared over he’s voice” How dare you woman talked to me in such manner, Lisa was shocked and recalled very well that she talked to the husband in a polite well, so why this. “Rick continued is Celeste supposed to call you or me, so tell me when you became man of the house , that she has to confide in you before calling me your husband, who does that, Lisa interrupted but my husband she said she called multiple times but you didn’t answer her calls either..“ Rick shouted at Lisa and slapped her, how dare you talk when am talking, “ Celeste’s was so eager to hear from Lisa or rick but seems their call is not coming, she had to dial Lisa’s number again. “Lisa was very very confused , what exactly has come over him, is this the man I married, how would her slap her, all this was running through her mind, when her goo e rang a
‘Kayla was doing very well in her academic’s, making her parents proud, she was truly a good daughter, she is obedient, hardworking, authentic and genuine, intelligent, and God fearing. Gerard had a very terrible dream where he was being chased in the dream.”in that dream he was running for safety when he ran into a river and a masquerade get hold of him in the dream”when he woke up he was confused he has never had such terrible nightmare.”there Gerard was trying to spot the meaning of the dream and also explaining to Cindy about the dream he had but nobody could be able to explain the meaning of the dream. so he was about to stand up from the bed and something fell on the ceiling but couldn’t find what it was. Who would have told Gerard that’s bad omen, he should just stay back and don’t go to work that very day. the family had their morning devotion. Gerard got ready and He left for work. on he was he was kidnapped. Cindy had tried calling that morning to check oh he has gotten to
One faithful Friday evening Gavin began to fuss. his tired little eyes looked haggard and distressed. Cindy did her best to keep him comforted and fed, but it seemed Gavin didn’t enjoy eating. Gerard walked the floors at night with Gavin over his arm so that Cindy could get some rest. During the day, Elder sister Kayla spent hours carrying Little Brother Gavin around until he fell asleep. Months slipped by, and Gavin grew. He rolled over and crawled right on time. The family cheered when Gavin took his first unsteady steps, but still, Gavin was seldom happy. His troubled little face made Cindy and Gerard concerned. They took him to the doctor, but the doctor didn’t seem concerned. The time came that Gavin should start talking, but he remained silent. A distressed little soul in a prison of silence. He couldn’t say when he was scared. He couldn’t say when something hurt. He couldn’t say when he felt lonely. He clung tightly to his daddy and was terrified to be separated from him.In h
Gerard felt for Cindy so much, that he had to fly Cindy to Singapore for proper medical check up, he can’t stand and watch the mother of his kids pass through all this . They had appointment with a neurologist, geriatrician, urologist or orthopedist. "He was convinced this is something organic - that it has an underlying biological cause."A series of neurological evaluations ruled out the obvious suspects: Cindy didn't have the tremor typical of Parkinson's, a devastating, progressive disorder, and she did well on cognitive tests.It was as if different medical personnel’s with their different result’s. Next, Gerard and Cindy went to see an orthopedic surgeon. He said she had stenosis, or narrowing of the open spaces of the spine, and recommended surgery.She underwent a complicated, potentially dangerous back operation, and she seemed to be walking more smoothly afterward - for a few weeks they spent in Singapore. She developed other symptoms. Perhaps because she wasn't exercising,
It’s 9 months and Cindy has not yet put to bed, no sign of labour, what’s should be the cause, she was frightened and same with Gerard, this has not happened before, what will be the cause that is delaying her delivery no sign of delivery what’s happening. They went to different places for solution, hospital and church ad well, they fast and pray, It was. On the Tenth month. Very sunny Friday, she her begins to have signs of labour. a couple of hours after she first felt twinges, cramps and contractions, she and her husband set off for a hospital , but when she arrived, the midwife who examined her told her she wasn’t in labour. “I knew that not to be true,” she says. “I knew I was in labour.”They were told to go home for a few hours; Cindy asked if she could stay, but was told she couldn’t unless she wanted to wait in the corridor. Her husband booked them into a nearby hotel to wait it out, and they walked around the corner, with Cindy, wearing pyjamas and a coat, steadying hersel