Game

game part 2

     Julie started a fire, in the fire place, hoping it was safe to do so. Her lungs filled with musty air. She opens the windows. "I know this story, that's been often told, by the river men."
     "An ancient ancestor story, huh, a quake of terror- which follows into the dark side. "
     Mrs.Palmer draws Derrick close, wanting to give him reassurance , son
history of men, drinkers, robbers, fill their heads with nonsense. "
     Julie continues, "There was a man, who was rescued,  before he jumped off the golden gate bridge.
     An old bearded man saved him from the pearly gates. "
      "What happened? " Derrick asked.
     "The old savior, slightly slipped his hands around the drunk man's waist- he pulled him back, saying, "Poor child, poor child, I feel sorry for you.  Good thing I followed you. You had a charming manner, before you left the river men group.
     A seductive way of walking- I am not telepathic, can't read your mind, nor am I your mother, to warn you, or those little green men with handy downs. I want you to see the beauty of life."
     "Not a head hunter, I guess your the Almighty, don't pretend to be something that I would miss?"
     "Don't make history on this bridge tonight. My name is Peter, an English gentleman. I marvel your fine clothes, no need to spoil the goods."
    "My body has no value-I have a well nourished strength- I welcome the darkness oh Romeo . A full moon to welcome my love,my lover threw up her coat of arms, manner of speaking.
     She went to the Chapel of Love- I mean she married the eldest son of a great family. Now, she lives in a beautiful world of money.
     Her last kiss puzzles me- I feel drawn in a whirlpool,  sucking my life away. I reached my hands out- she walked away. There was a sweet smell driflying my way-oranges and honeysuckle. A trivial moment. She confessed her love, for another. "
     "The woman is a fool. You look so sad, much pain. You know what? Tomorrow will creep in, yesterday's news, are for fools- let the light shine-walk in the morning sun." Laughing under his breath.
    "Is that possible? Everywhere I go ,there's reminders of Tillery. My Queen Love. Her spirits haunt me in my sleep. Name , David Pauls- nice to meet you Peter."
     "I don't serve loyalty, or a surge of love in a man's soul, for a weakness in spirit- wanting to end life." Peter said, "I Don't need capital bull, to see the truth-seek and you shall find the truth. "
     David's mouth went slack, "There's been years upon years of snow, rain, and sun. We live and we die, a lot of pain and sorrow, salt of the brow, till dust we become. More flowers, than I can count. There's changes everywhere, beauty and love, gives and takes." David says.
     "That doesn't sound romantic," Peter says, "Woman sounds like she wants freedom- to have and hold riches in her life. You got a head on your shoulders, don't rush life."
    "I don't judge her, I am a quiet man, living to support her graces." David says.
     "You are merely a poor man, old values- she's frisky, with ambition for money bags," Peter says.
    "She's a true jewel. " David said.
     "I see you have a special place in your heart-  death comes in all forms-murder, suicide, and natural at the right time. It's not natural,  if you love your life, make another day. See the outcome of your life,David."
     "I congratulate myself, my age is important for me when I must choose between the reality or add mayonnaise to the cake. My truth spoken,"David breathes. Turning around,  hearing voices by river men.
     Sounds of a man's voice, chuckles, "You out of your cotton-picking mind, on the bridge reaching for the stars."
     A smile came across David's face, walking closer to the small camp.
     "I been waiting for a while, for a marriage made in heaven,  year after year,  since I was twelve years old. A madness, a great pleasure to step forward in a happy ceremony. " David says.
     An older man says,"David, magic happens, when least expected, it carries strength and pleases our Father. He writes in the book-believe in yourself. Everything is possible. "
     Years passed, David had a secret ceremony, loving a devine woman,  her name was Mary- they had three boys-Jale, Nile, and Joel.
      There was no planning,  the pattern started out as a dream, and all the gold in California,  can't make a veil of love, or wishes come true. A last wish come true. Just a river's tale of twisted fate, who was watched over by a guardian conscious. " Julie said, streching her arms above her head.
      Derrick said, "He was a man. No one knows their fate. Marriage. How old is this love story. Styles of life and death." Glancing out the window. "Our Father is watching over us."
     Mrs.Palmer said, "Don't forget to forgive, Derrick, we all thirst for something- You serve the Lord."
     "Only thing is that I I have tellie blood, right from the start. I know it's a disgrace showing news, the need of the homeless, shutdowns of government,  prices of things, little value in our economy. Like a rubber boat trying to fly. I seen it all. Hurtful people, with their hands out for money. There is liars, cheaters, hipocrips, thrives amongst the best people. "
     Mrs.Palmer agreed, "Wrong people gets innocent civilians in trouble. Son I believe you are responsible for your own actions, and accountable. I raised you the right way, never have I lied to you. I feel a bond between us, even when no words are spoken. That's a strong love between us. A MOTHER'S love. I want you to have friends,  work
hard for accomplishments.  Listen to me, you might not agree to my whims."
     "Good call Mrs.Palmer- old wisdom.
I lat awake at night, never having to worry about where my next meal is coming from, finding myself in good dreams. I remember when I was a child- a haze of a world- dreams of beautiful music, reaching the stars, an enchanting moon, I thought miracles in the making. Everyone was happy.  Their faces full of joy and excitement.
I remember a tiny voice in my head-Julie, be the Queen in your dreams. I felt like a Queen bee. It hurts to see so much pain of broken hearted people, who lives in lies."