Simon was convinced that he was having a hard time adjusting to his new life. His memory told him that he was once gingerly and more open than he was at the moment. He decided to deal with his lackadaisical behavior whether it was a mental cause or an emotional one. He didn't know that he could fall in love with a girl and not be able to keep his cool around her. He was playing a video game on his tablet as he was laid down in bed.
Upon hearing the doorbell ring he tossed the tab aside. He rushed to the mirror and to check out himself. He smoothened his hair. He was dressed up for the dinner although that was not going to happen right now. First, Stephanie had to drop by two hours earlier to help Simone with dinner preparation. He knew she was the one who rang the bell.
He took a deep breath in and out and pulled back his bedroom door, opening it. He was heading to the living room.
"Mehn you're early, b
It was barely sunrise but Simon had gotten out of bed. Something was nudging him at his heart. As he stood watch over the ocean he felt a familiarity for this place. He heard a voice tell him that this water has seen it all. That this water knew his story. He bent down to dip his hand into the water. As he touched it, something mysterious happened, the water began glowing blue."What in the world?" Simon said, removing his hands instantly. The glowing stopped. He placed his hands again and the bluish glow returned.He repeated the process of dipping and taking his hand out of the water and the glowing started and stopped respectively. A man on his early morning jog stopped to watch Simon."Hey mister what are you doing?" the man yelled at Simon as he approached."It's the water that's glowing each time I put my hands into it and stops when I take my hands out," said Simon dipp
Arthur Griffin was standing at the front of the porch when his nephew Kane had come to open up the door for him. Kane received his uncle with a hug. It was just a few moments after the first light of the day and it should have been a little too early for a visitor or a hug."Uncle Arthur! What a pleasant surprise," Kane said, stepping aside to let the man slide into the house. It was indeed a pleasant surprise.Arthur was a cool man who liked minding his own business. He was not in attendance for Shane's burial but Kane recalled him calling and expressing his profound apology for missing it. He was an oceanographer and at the time of Shane's burial he had been on duty with his team somewhere in the Atlantic region."No more pleasant than it is to see you, my boy! Mehn you've become really buff. Life's treating you good now, eh?" Arthur said, giving a lopsided grin."Life's bar
Simon was slouched on the couch operating his mobile phone when it rang. It was Simone’s number that was identified as the caller’s ID. He wondered if their plan had gone wrong, but when he answered the call, he learned that the plan had eventually turned out to become something else entirely. He had been invited for breakfast at the Griffin’s beach house. When he stepped out into the sunlight, he felt like he had been born into this world as a vampire. The sun was scorching hot. He looked toward the direction of the ocean and it was bare. The water was still reddish in color.When he arrived at the main beach house he realized this was his furthest he had been from his own lodge and on this beach. Something in his emotions made him feel like though he was the furthest away from his lodge that he was walking towards a familiar territory. He suddenly remembered Peter Brooklyn the astrologer and mystic. He told himself that he was going to
Kane's emotions were on high for the rest of the day. The Solomon twins had left to their own lodge and the only ones left with Kane and Stephanie joined were Anna and Jim. Kane reflected on the discussion that ensued during the morning breakfast. He approached Stephanie with the firm determination to get an answer. He was going to give her an ultimatum of the next forty eight hours to make up her mind as to whether she loves him or not."Hey Steph there's something important that I'd like to discuss with you," Kane said.Stephanie turned her head towards the direction of the door. She saw Kane hanging there on the hinges. His shirt was either buttoned halfway or unbuttoned halfway. She had been sitting on the rocking chair for almost an hour precisely. All she had been doing was letting herself get lost in the view. Although at the initial moment when she had come out around four PM she wanted to think about that… She also knew
Simon slipped away when everyone was basking in the euphoria of the bluish glow of ocean. Couples were snapping and posting pictures. Who knew that there could be a picnic on the beach late in the evening? Humans were as always despicable. People were selfish, Simon thought, the whole timing for a celebratory evening was wrong.Simon had a gut feeling about today. He came out that morning so he could understand what it was he was feeling. He felt like the reincarnated part of himself was taking over his entire affair. Stephanie, Kane, the ocean, beach, and California all seemed interrelated to the soul that had taken over. He became slightly distracted about the feeling when it was replaced with this event of red tide.Seeing Stephanie as she left reignited his former feeling. So as he crossed the front porch to the house of Kane he knew he had come to meet with not just his rival but his brother. Kane opened the door and Simon c
Simon wasn't sure if going to New York was the right decision to make. Stephanie literally had just shut everyone out. Her number wasn't reachable. He asked himself to think about it but he also knew he wasn't going to really give it much thoughts. However, he thought of a way to get through to someone who Stephanie might have reached out to. He decided to call Peter Brooklyn who hopefully should still be on vacation with Tiffany. He paced around the bedroom as he waited for the line to ring. In a few steps later he heard the thrilling sound. He pumped his fist in the air when the line connected successfully."Hello Peter," Simon said, cheerfully. "You must've thought I've forgotten about you, I didn't. Are you alone?"Peter was in the Hawaiian islands with Tiffany but she had been putting on an earpiece grossly engaged in seeing a movie. "Simon my man, don't tell me… You're calling to tell me about your recent findings. You've figure
Simon was in New York and he was not not entirely clueless as to where he would start his search for Stephanie. Though he didn't know Stephanie's house he had a good idea about where to begin his search from. He went to the B and B restaurant and he talked to one of the waiters there and the guy directed him to the new art studio building on Pearls Street.Simon drove down to the place without needing any description. He had seen the construction site a couple of times, however, he never really knew it belonged to Stephanie. The building had been completed, and it stood faultless. A perfect art studio. It even had Stephanie's name on it. He read what was written on top of the building: Stephanie's Art Studio (SAS). He met a girl at the entrance to the studio, she wore a camera around her neck. Since the studio had just one in and out, the girl was exiting and he was about entering
Lazlo hotel.Simon was still in his room but he was trying to remember where it was, what it looked like, or perhaps how many times he had visited it. Was it his favorite hotel? Annie once again resurfaced in his memory. He remembered her nickname to be Annieberry. She had earned his memory tonight and he couldn't explain how he had forgotten about one of the most crucial aspects of his life. Was it amnesia? If it was, then it was only partial because he seemed to remember every other events and people.Simon went on the internet on his phone and searched for the specific keywords Lazlo hotel but the search engine suggested a list of completion. Lazlo hotel and...bar. Lazlo hotel...casino. Simon tapped on the first suggestion, Lazlo hotel and bar. A new page opened. In it was the location of the hotel, pictures of the hotel, and pricing list of the rooms. It was about fifteen minutes to eight.After viewing the pic
Simon wanted to visit the Bed and Breakfast restaurant one last time before he departed for California. Unlike the other times he had come down to the diner in hopes of seeking his one true love, tonight was solely about ordering his favorite hamburger and glass of the divine milkshake. He was perched independently in a booth and was munching on one delicious hamburger which he held with both of his hands when his cell phone suddenly gave a sharp piercing ring. He glanced at the caller, placed the burger down, and answered the call by sliding up a green icon. "What's up, sis?" Simon said. "Not much," Simone replied. "What's up? Are you still coming to California tomorrow?""Well, yeah," Simon said, sipping from his milkshake. "Oh, I was thinking you'd spend like another extra day or something," Simone said, twirling her hair with her finger while she eased more into Kane's body. "Ah-ha! Something whispers to me that you're up to no good. Dare I think that you're not alone." Simon
The sixth day of summer was a Sunday. After a night of sinful pleasure, Kane and Simone woke up to the tolling of the church bell on the beach."Gosh, I hate that sound!" Kane said, groaning. "I hated it as a kid, and I still hate it now.""Good morning, baby," Simone said, leaning into him for a quick kiss. "I thought the Griffin's owned everything on the beach back then?""We did.""So why did your parents decide to put a church on the beach? Are they religious?" Kane arranged his pillows and propped his back comfortably on them as he sat up. "Not really; the church wasn't always here until a series of deaths began occurring on this beach. They built the church to ward off any evil presence."Stephanie gave him a skeptical look. "Evil presence? Deaths?" Kane nodded, and she laughed. "Well, did the number of deaths reduce after the church-" "No, people still died," said Kane, cutting in. "That's goddamn awful. I assume the dying people were those who came to visit the beach?""
Being in love was supposed to feel beautiful, Simon thought, so how come he felt like a piece of trash? He was at a bar, nestling a beer bottle in his mouth. He promised himself to have just one bottle and go home. He needed to clear his head; that was all. As he drank his beer, different thoughts ran through his mind, and one of them included the fact that he would never go back to being the man he used to be again. Sure enough, his body and intellect were still intact, but his soul was long gone. The fact that he could remember what it was like to be Simon and yet knew that he was not was a bit much for him to handle at times. Sometimes, he wished he could tell anyone, especially Simone, how he felt being reincarnated. The old Simon wouldn't have been a sucker for love. He felt like a robot whose software was corrupted to some degree. "Hey, Shane," he said to no one in particular. "Yes, what is it?" he heard in his mind. It felt awesome at times, talking to himself and listening
Simon was driving through the lit city of New York. He drove through the Empire State building, one of the tallest buildings in New York. He had been there several times at times like this, during the nighttime, to get a fascinating view of the city from above. He was browsing through his phone to locate the post notifications he had earlier received. He found Thelma's post and contained in the post was an address he was looking for.He dialed Thelma's number but it rang out. He tried it a second time and after a little while she answered the call."Hello, who is this?" Thelma said, her voice sounding warm."Hello, it's Simon Solomon," he said."Oh!" she gasped at the sound of his name. "My apologies Mr Simon I was not expecting any more surprises tonight.""No, it's fine. Actually, I do have one last surprise. I saw the address to your house on your
Later that evening, Simon got a call from Annie asking him to accompany her to a musical concert. New York city has all the biggest names in music rolling into town and with the multiple arenas in and around the city, it was easy to spot a great gig every night of the week!Simon had considered not going but his mother said there was no chance she would let him miss a perfect opportunity to get his closed walking bag of sad self loosened up by any means. He wore a nice plain white simple tee-shirt on top of olive green shorts.It was starting at eight PM and it was going to be a rock performance from one of the best rockstars in the world. Simon met Annie at the entrance to the arena where their tickets were checked and they were permitted into the building."I thought you were not going to come," Annie said as they made their way."I told you I'm open for friendship. I'm not
The day was hot as hell and the air she breathed in was dry. Stephanie's skin felt as dry as a bone in spite of the moisturizer for dry skin cream she had applied earlier on. She sipped chilled water from a plastic bottle and replaced it in the bottle holder compartment of her car. Tiny droplets of water trickled down the bottle. She took a look in the rearview mirror and smacked her lips. She reached for her cosmetics purse in her handbag and fetched her lips gloss from it before reapplying it for the third time."Come on, come on!" she said aloud to herself, honking. The car in front of her was moving slowly right after the lights turned green at the traffic spot.She was in such a big hurry because she did not want the ice cream she had gotten for herself and Thelma to melt before she got to work. And frankly because this was Thelma's first request ever, she felt she shouldn't mess up with giving her a proper treat. The ice cream wa
"What if I told you something personal about Shane," Simon whispered, as he entered into the vast living room of Stephanie's pulch apartment. "An information that is not privy to anyone else but you, would you believe that I am your ghost boyfriend?""Okay go ahead," said Stephanie, taking a seat. She took one look at the golf club in her hand and decided to put it down but still not out of reach.Simon sat across from her and said, "Very well then. The first day we met on the beach was on the fifth of July and we shared our first kiss on the thirty-first day of that same month!"Stephanie's eyes widened in surprise and she said, "Well, that's just spooky. So tell me how did you get the information? Fine. I'm impressed by how much your creative genius is bu
They sat facing each other and they were engaged in a game of never ever have I. There was a half drunk bottle of wine sitting properly on the floor. They looked happy and neither of them seemed to care about any other thing at the moment. The final ray of the sunset cut across a tall tree and lit up the spot where the bottle had been sitting.“Okay! It is my turn!” Kane said. He sounded a little bit tipsy. “You are cheating somehow. How come you’ve done everything I haven’t done?”“I have had lots of experiences,” Simon replied. She was the one who suggested the game. She suggested a game of truth or dare but Kane said he hated the game, and then she brought up this one.“Fine, genius, never ever have I masturbated,” Kane said, with a wry smile.“Well,” Simone drew out the word in an attempt to make things suspenseful. &ld
There were going to be a lot of fun moments that Simon and his buddy were going to have from the moment he became in sync with his soul. He talked to himself more and he heard replies from within him. He did a lot of interaction with himself about Stephanie, what his inhabitant past life looked like, and of course the relationship between his inhabitant and Kane. He dropped the feeling of weirdness and just accepted that he would never be the same person he used to be. He was in fact considerably better than his former self now.Grateful for the information he had gotten courtesy of a source unknown to everyone else but him, he decided to put one of such information to use.Shane had told him to let him take over for a few hours. His buddy told him that Stephanie liked it when guys were creative and acted with a sense of humor. He decided that he would give it a shot. Honestly, Halloween was still a month and a few days from now, but Simon bought a