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?""
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
Three years ago… They dwelled together in Southern California. They resided in a beach house just a coupla miles walk from the ocean. Shane gawked at the seashore. The gusty wind whistled in his ears. The ocean swirled, the waves clasped together, and touched his feet before it retreated. Across his head, a host of sparrows flew in unison which caused him to stare upwards as he noticed for the first time the beautiful sunset. Somewhere nearby he heard the crackling sound of burning woods. It was six p:m and twelve hours until his final moment. Shane's hair was dyed blue. He was tall, handsome, well built and always looked cool. He had lived his entire life with his family on the beach house. The beach house was secluded from the noisy city. Smaller beach houses, six of them scattered around the beach, lodged guests who came to visit the ocean for vacation. The beach was private property but opened for visitors everyday till 6pm except for those who were on temp
Three years ago. Mr. Atty Griffin, looked at the small crowd all dressed in black through a dark sunshade which concealed the tears that formed in his eyes. Most of them he recognized as family members he had not seen in a while. The others were close friends of Shane and Kane. They were also some of the neighbors from the smaller beach houses, who were under no obligation to be here. He was about to give his eulogy for his son. "Shane, I love you with all my heart! I'm profoundly proud of you. You've been a gentle soul. You have been described by many as humble. You have been a man of infinite accomplishments, but I did look forward to watching you reach the pinnacle of success. I wanted to be there for you on your wedding day. I wanted to be grandfather to your children. Today, I look forward to seeing you again in the afterlife…" Kane felt an upwelling emotion of sadness that could lead to uncontrollable tears, and so he bolted away from the sc
Stephanie exhaled, placed one palm on her cheek and held her phone in front of her face with the other hand. She listened. She had been pacing outside her compound on a video call with Tiffany. "Well it would seem that you and Kane are becoming attractively intimate these days." Tiffany appeared on Stephanie's android phone screen as she rode in the back seat of an Uber. She had lengthy black, and silkily hair. She was creamy silk in complexion. She had a bony face with a sharp jaw. She had thin, strawberry lips and a perfect set of teeth. "You believe so?" Stephanie said. "Well of course." Tiffany used her fingers to brush and tuck some of her front hair behind her ear. "It's not like you can't exactly say he is just your architect now, can you?" "Well that's all-"&
Simone's silhouette clicked louder with each footstep on the hospital floor. She arrived at the main administration area. "Come with me Miss Simone," the female receptionist said. The receptionist had already seen the striking resemblance and had earlier been informed of Simone's coming. Simone followed the woman. "Dad!" Simone ran into his arm. "I came as soon as I was told. What's happening?" "On his way to the party a truck collided with his car. Someone immediately recognized the Solomons plate number and called nine one one. The doctor said their ambulance arrived promptly and he began the defibrillation process but then Simon went into a coma. "He assured me everything will be fine. For now they've got Simon in the ICU and are trying to stabilize him. We can't see him right away, but tomorrow we can come." Mr Solomon said very calmly. Simone momentarily lost her balance but steadied herself. Mr Solomon was a well
In the final moments of Simon's coma, his soul was transcended into the spirit world. However, his brain still functioning, interpreted the world around him as a series of dreams. He would whoosh with each new scene and it would look as if his soul was being transported from one unfamiliar territory to another. He saw a dark skinned lady who sat idly on a rock. She wore a creamy silk nightwear. She seemed entirely lost in the view of the turquoise blue ocean underneath the silvery moon and starry skies. Firewoods burned brightly in different parts of the beach that assisted with the glow of the night. The crackling sound of burning woods; the sounds of water patting the rocks, and the ringing of windchimes filled the air. There was a guy with blue hair, approaching the lady from behind. He was cladded in a casual light blue tee shirt that accentuated his hair. He wore a pair of white shorts with a black and white croc slippers. His steps were orderly and light. "Hell
At the doctor's request, Simon had spent some extra three days in the hospital. He had to complete some final examinations before being allowed out of the hospital. The doctor was awed. Coma patients' recovery was almost always considered a miracle. Simon's recovery was just perfect according to his test results. The three days had passed and the day had come when Simon would finally reunite with his family.It was a couple of minutes past six PM. A black Rolls-Royce was pulling out of the gate of Solomon's mansion. Simone and her mother sat in the backseat with their seats reclining. Mrs Solomon was fifty but she looked thirty. She was beautiful and immaculate from head to toe. People often mistook her to be Simone's older sister. Mr Solomon was seated in the back seat too, but his seat was not reclined. He held a glass of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Mrs Solomon and Simone were smoking too. 
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