Chapter 13: Will the Real Solomon Walker, Please Stand-Up [Part 2]
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HE ARGUED WITH SAFFA – AND SHOUTED, “You Could ‘have’ Done-MORE!!!” The Older Sibling-Responded, “… that’s HOW the World-IS. Poe-my Brotherr à If you Can’t Beat-Them ~ ‘join’ Them…”
… “NOOO!!!” The-Boy yelled… and got into an-ATV, and sped-Away into the-meadows…
The milieu WAS Dark, with clouds Covering the-Pale moon. The headlight of the All-Terrain-Vehicle bounced with bumpy-grassland-As it traversed with-The-boy Riding-on the 3-wheeled buggy…
… he WAS ‘blocked’ by hundreds of goats-Ahead – that WERE Sleeping While-Standing-Up with eyes-Half-open like-Horses. Their night-visioned rectangular-pupils GLOWED yellow in the approaching ATV’s light ~ but the-Animals ‘were’ still-Asleep à until the-Boy blared the horn-At-them…
“Move-It – MuttonHeads!!!”
The terrified-goats RAN helter-skelter WHEN the-Boy rode the-buggy like-Moses ~ ‘parting’ the-Red-Sea. The vehicle passed over from the pasture-To-the vineyard. There WERE trees- appeared-As whipping-posts… with several blond-young boys tied-To-the individual Trees (… he counted-6-lads, as he Passed them ~ with the 6th WAS Pietro) – who-Shouted…
“… you Can’t Save-Us…GO-Back!”
He Then-chanced-Upon a 7th Tied-Up boy ~ who ‘was’ DARK-Haired… on slowing-Down the-buggy, to Realize it WAS 8-year-Old Peter from the ‘other’ earth-Realm… when he TOO-Shouted…
“… you Can’t Save-the-World… GO-Back!”
The-persistent Boy on-The-ATV tracked-On the gravel-narrow road flanks by RED-grape vineyard to-his left-&-right, with gumtrees along-The-way. Unbeknownst to him à he WAS cutting-Across Into-A-bobby Trap…
… a-Taut Steel-Cable WAS Stretched-from 2 gumtrees ~ and, when the front-Wheel of-The-buggy collided-&-snagged to-The-stiff wire à the whole Vehicle flung-In-the air while the-falling Teen collapsed to crashed-On the gravel with his-Leg hurting… he laid Down-&-groaned…
… he heard cheerful chirping sound-Of-a chimp… along with sounds-Of-roaring stadium spectators with beatings-Of African-drums and-vuvuzela blowing (… like celebrating-A-goal) …
On the-gumtree WAS Chika, the Capuchin-monkey ‘flipping’ its-Middle-finger at-The-Boy …
“F***-YOU Too, Chika!”
He GOT-On his-Feet ~ and Then-heard deep-Growls… in-The-dark, he ‘saw’ 2-RED-Glows of Kitty, the Belgian Malinois’ Eyes. The angry dog ‘charged’ At-him – with the-Tiny-monkey riding-Cowboy on-Its-back…
… he SAW a-nearby Green Glasshouse on-His-left and-Dashed in-For-safety… locking Himself from-the barking, frothy-mouthed canine-Out with-Its ‘furious’ Screeching monkey on-The-back…
It WAS gloomy-In-the spacious confinement… getting pleasant ethyl-butyrate scent of ripen expensive-purple-skinned Japanese mangoes hanging-On-the cultivated trees (... reminisced-Of-Apricots). There WERE Admiral RED Butterflies swarming the-Trees…
He-then heard-A-girl’s crying in-pain ~ there was a-Dim light coming from-The-Elongated end of the-Glass-structure… the-Boy Ran-Over…
… the-Teen WAS Shocked when-He ‘saw’ a-Butt naked Groundkeeper with his pants-Halfway down-His-leg… the-brute Jowel WAS raping Loreto, the BigHouse blond-slave-Girl on the grass under-A-mango tree. The Blond-girl SAW the-teen, her-Arm stretched-Out ~ in-A-weak voice she Pleaded-out…
“… helpp…me-e… sir…”
… maintaining his-Element-of-Surprise ~ he crept-At-the rear of-The-Adult who WAS moaning-Of-his Climax, in-his-Beastie lust. The-Boy chanced-Upon the man’s whiskey-bottle and Hunting-rifle, placed Vertical-at ‘another’ tree. He Grabbed the-Rifle, and tiptoed-Close (… he Didn’t want to-Shoot him ~ just rifle-Butt his-Head to-Unconsciousness) …
He swung the Bergara-Ridge rifle like a-Cricket Bat – which connected at the base-Of-his skull à Jowel Cried-Out-&-fell Face-Up screaming-In BOTH pain-&-pleasure à having an-Orgasm Gun-Duel (… with his semen shooting confetti from-his-manhood) ~ missing the-Boy over his-Head à and, the-impact of-The Bullseye Semen-Knocking-Off a-Hanging mango from-The-branch…
In-pain, Jowel accidentally Knocked the kerosene lantern, and his shirt was soon-In-flames. The-Boy and the-naked Girl watch-helpless seeing the hapless incident of the half-Naked man – with his-Shirt-&-hair ‘going’ in-Combustion…
… when the-Ignited Groundkeeper THEN ‘next’ fell onto a stacked sacks-Of-fertilizers – marking, ‘Ammonium-Nitrate’ à remembering his-Chemistry lessons-In-school – he sensed DANGER, and-grabbed the-Naked girl’s hand, yelling…
“Let’s Get Outta HERE Fast!!!”
The youngsters RAN just-in Nick-Of-time à WHEN the GlassHouse exploded-Up in gazillion shards à the blow-Back which in the mango-house ALSO shattered other nearby glassed-GlassHouse (of the Wilford’s Priced-Orchard Fruits) … to-smithereens…
… the teens WERE safe, Both-still Fleeing-by foot ~ the-Boy LET the-Naked-girl who held his-Hand to-Lead, as she ‘was’ familiar to-the-FarmGround… she LED him To-somewhere ‘familiar’…
‘… whoa à is-THIS the-Garden-Of-Eden…!?’
Beautiful Flowers BLOOMED in-The-middle of-The-night (flowers That ‘were’ RED, and shades-Of Ruby-&-Burgundy). The boy-Gasped ‘when’ he SAW the-Flowers plucked-ITSELF from the-stems ~ and floated-&-flying in the air, with the-BOTH teens Arriving closer…
… the hundreds-Of flowers dropped on-The-grass à and Reconstructed ITSELVES to form a RED Sleeping Mattress à the naked-blond Girl pushed the-Boy In-IT à he Fell onto the softest mattress in-The-world, with RED petals flying-Off like feathers WHEN he landed…
Loreto pulled the-Boy’s Trackpants-Off à and, it Came-Off ‘easily,’ like a-pegged Paper-Doll play-clothing à the girl leapt on-Top-of His-erection, and Rode-IT, moaning…
“You are-my-Saviorrr… Sirrr ~ My-Liberatorrr!”
Below, the-Boy responded-&-Crying Out-To the-Blond, and BlueEyed Loreto… Cowgirling On-Top…
“Nooo ~ I’mmm a-Virginnn…’
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Paul WAS in a-State of-Cataphrenia ~ breathing-Out moans-&-groans as he Grunted in-His-sleep on his Queen-sized bed…
“Oii, Poe!”
A woman’s voice woke-him up-From his erotic-Slumber. The teen Open his-Eyes to SEE Caroline…
“… are you Awake…?”
… Paul NODDED ~ while-his face WAS retarded-with eyes semi Rolling-up and mouth crooked (like men-DO when they-Climaxed) … as he ‘nutted’ in-His-trackpants, under the-Blanket…
“… we’re Going to-Church – Get-ready…”
Caroline Left the-bedroom, Paul WAS finally getting his-Conscious bearings-ON ~ that it WAS Sunday…
‘… S***! I ‘had’ a B****y-wetdream BEFORE, a-Church going-Sunday…’
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IN A-DRIZZLING MORNING, THE WHITE Audi drove-on the wet road – driving to St Michael’s Church. In the cabin, popular music WAS playing on-The-car stereo… the driver Caroline ‘was’ humming to-the ‘Godfather-of-Grunge,’ Neil-Young’s song… while, Paul WAS in-The-passenger’s seat, in-His-own Thought-space…
… back in the-OTHER PERTH ~ his inspector-mom Drove an-Audi S3… while Messi’s mom drove an A3 e-tron hatchback in-RPL… an ‘equally’ luxury automobile of-Comfort driving. Over-There ~ Caroline drove her TWIN Sons to Sunday church…
… he reminisced sitting in the backseat of the-S3 (… cos’ he WAS Quadriplegic) – while the-One-armed Peter sat in front WITH Caroline ~ and, the mother-&-her FIRST-Borne ‘usually’ argued – about the-Mother ‘pestering’ the-devil Twin to-Go-for his-Confessions…
Paul ‘asked’ Himself…
‘… do I have-To GO Confessions for-my Loreto wetdream…?’
He noticed THAT Messi’s inspector-mom WAS Liberal… ‘not’ like his staunch-Catholic Caroline from the-OTHER PERTH…
‘… no-Big-deal ~ God-Forgives… it’s-Scientifically NORMAL FOR-Teens ‘having’ wetdreams…’
Paul SAW Caroline Singing-Along to Neil-Young’s ‘Rocking-in-A-Free-World’ song… he ‘judged’…
‘… oh-yea she’s Rockin’ preggo-Alright – I BET she ‘not’ Going-For-HER Confessions TOO later… with her ‘juicy’ running-errands of-flings-With CTU-Joe ‘Reedus’ Dickson in-secrecy ~ and, the ‘soon’ TO-BE Abortion…
‘… where ARE you Tom-Harris à I haven’t SEEN You for-The-past 6 Days…!!?’
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They reached the-church – Paul WAS shocked of how deplorable the building-in RPL was-AS IF, it was 50-years into-The-future ~ that HAD ‘not’ aged-Well, comparing to the ‘vibrant’ St Michael Churches in the Perth(s) where the-teen ‘was’ From-before…
… there WERE barely 10 cars in the empty-park lot (… it WAS impossible to-Get parking in the-Other St Mikes on-Sundays). The Audi then parked near the-Statue of the church’s Patron-Guardian Angel ~ Paul got-Off from-The-car to have Sore Eyes… when he looked-Up to the discolored granite sculpture of the Mighty St Michael…
… there were cracks all-Over the-once White marbled winged-Angel (… that ‘turned’ greenish with black-blemishes). His Raised-sword WAS broken on-The-tip (with exposed inner bronze-rusted metal). The St Michael statue(s) that Paul ‘was’ from was pristine-&-magnificent at-Sight ~ unlike in-RPL, it was more-Like-the neglected broken, old-&-weathered angel-statues in-Cemeteries…
‘… it’s shame – where ARE the-Cardinal’s Allocation-Funds for renovations-&-restoration gone-To…!?’
Dressed in Barca-jersey and denim, Paul followed Carol in an umbrella to the church front-Door. He noticed Francis’ Almera was parked nearer to the-church. He entered with church-with its’ Bell ringing… with about 20 people sitting on-scatted pews (which were only senior middle-aged parishioners) ~ compared to the strong youth-Attendance in the-participation of-The-Other St. Mikes (… with a few SHS’ Irish-Backbenchers TOO, like the-Donovan brothers) …
‘… where is Everybody? à it used TO-BE a full-house of-300+ on Sundays during-Late Fr. Aloysius Brown’s Mass…
‘… before he suffered a heart-Attack à my devil-Twin Killed-Him – during the-Exorcism GoneWrong in-The-Parish House, back-In-POST-TREETON…’
Dipping his fingers in Holy-Water stoup, and He made the sign-Of-the Cross and followed Caroline to her-pew. He sat beside her, and people-Watched ~ he was surprised to-SEE Oldman Gary-Morrison (Francis’ father) à who WAS his-Uber driver/friend in the Other Perth(s) à unfortunately in-RPL, he ‘was’ suffering from cancer, looking skeletal gaunt ‘after’ chemotherapy…
… the sickly-man was sitting beside Francis, with his wife-&-infant…
… somebody waved at-him – the 20-something looked like Francis’ Twin… Paul ‘presumed’ it WAS George (… the McD’s supervisor/ big-Fan of SHS’ Bullmastiff-Team/ and provided Messi’s daily breakfast of BigMacs). Paul waved-Back, and smiled to George sitting with his-Girlfriend…
Someone FAMILIAR caught the 13-year-Olds ‘attention’ à whom, he HAD known-&-admired in his Other Perth-earths…
‘… on-my-gawd… it’s Uncle-Larry ~ he’s soo OLD in-RPL…’
… in-SEEING a-Catholic priest stepping out-From-the Confessional-booth ~ after servicing Absolution for an-old woman-Parishioner’s sins of gossiping-&-bad Mouthing others…
… Lawrence Walsh ‘was’ his mother’s cousin from Sydney (… who ‘was’ 10-years younger than-Caroline). Uncle-Larrie ‘had’ joined the Seminary TO-BE a priest. In one summer, after the BMW crash, Lawrence ‘had’ visited his widowed-cousin and her-2 Handicapped Twin-Sons in-Perth…
… Uncle-Larry spent a-Week in-The-Walker House ~ and he TOLD stories from the-Bible… which fascinated Paul…
Lawrence walked in the-aisle, flanked by-pews ~ towards Caroline-&-Paul. The boy’s jaw-Dropped at the-Age-difference…
‘… huh… the last-Time, I ‘saw’ him-in-His 20s and mom-in her 30s à look-At-him in-RPL in his-50s à and Messi’s Mom-Still in her 30s…
‘… he and the-St. Michael’s Church GOT Old in-RPL…’
He came-Over and placed his palm-On Paul’s back, and exchanged pleasantries to his-Cousin before hurrying to start-Mass. Meanwhile, George – the ‘few’ active Youth-members conducted the Opening-Hymn (… even Paul lent-A-voice in singing, along with Messi’s mom) …
Halfway through the hymn, from the backstage small-bells ringed – Paul SAW a-heavy Mustached man in an-Altar boy’s robe ringing the Sanctus-bell, accompanying Fr. Lawrance-Walsh in his Sunday ceremonial-cassock, heading to-The-main Altar… every-One BUT the disabled stood while finishing singing-The-hymn…
Paul forgot the-Song words ~ as he GAWKED at the-Altar Boy-man…
‘… where ARE the-Teenagers serving Sunday-Mass at…!?’
… Paul ‘had’ ALWAYS wanted-TO BE an-Altar Boy à but unfortunately, he WAS a-Quadriplegic at 10, after the BMW tragic-Incident in the-OTHER PERTH…
Through-Out the mass, Paul WASN’T focused… he ‘saw’ George doing both-Of-the Liturgy Readings ~ as he Daydreamed of Maggi-Wong, who attended mass @StMary’s Cathedral (… nearer to-her) … he wished he WENT to the-same Church AS-HER…
Then Came Fr. Walsh Main-Sermon à speaking widely of Friday’s Airport Heist ~ where Cardinal Albert-Beltran who was critically shot-&-recovered à unfortunately 8 policemen WERE Mortally wounded (… and he ‘urged’ the-Congregation to pray à for their-Departed Souls LOST in-Guarding the stolen à Vatican’s Holy-Artifact…
… Paul Thought Likewise…
‘… no-no-no, Uncle-Larry ~ you ‘got’ IT-All wrong à according-To-the RecordKeeper/TimeTraveler à the Sword-Of-Kerubiel is-MINE to-be used at the EndTimes ~ 20-years from-Now à when I Duel-with My-devil Twin…’
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AFTER the-Morning Mass, the white-EV Audi drove back. Music in-The-stereo ‘wasn’t’ clouding the-Deep thoughts of-The-Boy’s reflections of Fr. Walsh’s Sermon à where, the microcosm importance-Of the MISSING Sword-Of-Kerubiel ~ the End-Of-The World WEAPON ~ That Determined the-VICTORY Of-Good-Vs-Evil…
‘… who HAS the Sword-NOW…!? It’s Mine, and I WANT-IT… but ‘where’ in-RPL is it…? what ARE the Clues…? What DO I Don’t know…!?’
… he WAS melancholy over the fate-Of John-See-&-Trann WHO ‘were’ the-FallGuys in the Doomsday-Conspiracy with-The-law à THAT would ‘prosecuted’ the-Asian-duo…
‘… hope John ‘remains’ in-Coma ~ the moment he Awakes, is-WHEN his-Court trail begins … and-BE Convicted of-the Stolen Vatican’s Holy Artifacts…’
Paul then-Made Long-Term Plans…
‘… looks-Like I Would-BE in-RPL for-A Looong-long Time ~ it would-Be 20 years-In-the future for Armageddon-to Rapture… where, I MUST Stay-Alive in the-B-GAME ~ if I DIE à it’s GameOver!
‘… it’s DOABLE ~ praise-God, been here-A-week, and I’m still ALIVE… EvenThough I’m ‘not’ a-Supe ~ BUT there are NO-Visible Threats, so-far… and, the-Saffa-variant is HARMLESS…
‘… back-Where-I CAME from à my Adversary ‘was’ my devil-Twin ~ and the ‘occasional’ Asmodeus’ demons-&-monsters ~ ‘that’ Jane-&-I defeated…
‘… in-RLP!!? No-sweat ~ I’ve should prep-To-make Changes TOO when I’m HERE… cos’ the Next-time, I’ll BE 33-years-Old like Jesus, in-20-years from-NOW…’
The teen’s positive-Thoughts ‘poofed,’ when the Audi-stopped – Paul Looked-Up to a-restaurant sign… Tony-Roma’s ~ an American steak-House franchise. Caroline wanted to-Treat him Brunch… cos’ of-His Involvement in-The-Glasshouse robbery that she-Received Her-Promotion (… of being the Inspector-Mother to-Messi) …
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The mother-&-son WERE the first walk-In customers in the restaurant of the-Late Sunday-morning. They were treated ‘service’ like ‘royalties’ by the 4 waiters. Paul looked at-The-menu… while a-blond waiter recommended their Famous-steaks…
… the-Boy Didn’t bite the-SALES bait ~ as he was satiated with-Eating RED meat-On-school days (… in-Consuming BigMacs in-Those 5-Days). Paul opted for seafood ~ while Caroline ordered the NY-steak…
… he ‘noticed’ a-Coincidence that all-Of-the 4 waiters WERE Blond-&-BlueEyed (…3-Men and a-woman). The last-waiter served a glass-Of-Red wine, and a-Glass of iced-Coke on the-Table, before joining the others in-Their side station-duties (… while chefs prepped the-Ordered-items of steak-&-seafood) …
The mother-&-son had their-drinks while waiting for-Their food ~ Paul brought-Up the subject of the Airport-heist… where it WAS reported that one-Of-the terrorist ‘died/decapitated’ – meanwhile outside the-Airport later ~ 5-of-the fellow terrorists WERE shot-Dead in-An-ambush (… and the-Heist sword WAS Re-stolen by ‘another’ terrorists-Organization) …
“… Mom, why is this WAS ‘not’ reported-To-the Press-&-social media…!? I ‘only’ heard-About-IT when you told-Peter ‘about’ it yesterday…”
“… this is-A-close Investigation ~ it’s got the-CTU involved – Poe, don’t ‘leak’ THIS to-Any-of your-Friends… OR I’ll ‘lose’ my-Promotion cos’ I told you-Guys ‘about’ it, okay…!?”
“… I ‘promise,’ I won’t…”
Paul ‘was’ Quiet again-In-thoughts…
‘… fair-enough, you’ll Lose your-Promotion TODAY ~ on-The-expense that John-&-Trann WHO-would be-Punished in-Related crime of-hiding the sword, in-Prep for the EndTimes War 20-Years from-NOW…’
He Didn’t converse ‘much,’ and just Listened to Messi’s-mom rapt for Monday, in her capacity-duties as HillCourtPD’s Lieutenant (… a glass-ceiling she HAD been ‘waiting’ to-Break for 5-years of-passing-Over to-Others) …
‘… Okay, Mrs. Harris ~ rise-&-shine….”
He didn’t LIKE Caroline ‘ordering’ a-2nd glass-Of-wine… he-sighed-To-himself…
‘… you’re grown-a** woman, who’s preggo ~ and, it’s your health-&-body… what AM-I-To say ‘anything’ in your Adult-world… I’m just-A-minor, right…!?’
The tipsy-mother made plans for the evening à Paul HAD to ‘remind’ that he’s GOING later to a-Youth Fellowship meet @JMS church…
“Oh-ya-ya… That-thingy… Pete ‘also’ mentioned-It, that you BOTH are going to that Charismatic meet-Of-sorts…”
Paul grinned-&-nodded to her-Absentmindedness…
‘… oh-You’ve-forgotten ~ still in-Cloud9 with seeing Joe ‘Walking-Dead’ Dickson, aren’t-you, Mrs. Harris…!?
‘… it’s a good-Cover for Us-Too… that Reedus-Dickson ‘was’ with-You yesterday-evening WHEN Saffa-&-I ‘went’ to Perth-hospital…’
The food Arrived:
* PAUL Had Grilled-Prawns, with braised asparagus and yellow saffron rice
* CAROLINE Had a-NY Steak, with french-fries and coleslaw
… the dish WAS succulent-&-glorious, and after 10-minutes, Paul was staring at a-cleaned up empty plate, with every grain-Of-rice ‘gone’ on-The-platter… and, he WAS still hungry ~ he looked-Over to Caroline’s… who was enjoying her ‘fine-dining,’ and, more-To the wine ~ she had eaten ¼-of medium-Rare Steak, that ‘was’ bloody…
… that ‘reminded’ of his Simone-nightmare, in which Paul ‘was’ drugged-&-catatonic à where the-Chucky-puppet TRIED to-stuff his-Mouth ‘with’ an-Aborted Messi’s mom’s Flambe-Donner kebab womb-On-a Skewer … that Made his-vomit…
… Paul Lost-his-Appetite ~ staring-At-his Empty-plate, and grunted…
‘…I Mustn’t Overeat – I’m thru ‘being’ a fattie-Foodie on-A-wheelchair like-In-the Other-Perths… I MUST Control my-Diet… now-That I LOVE Paul-Messi’s 6-pack-Abs…
‘… Poe, this is OUR 2nd-Chance ~ Don’t Screw-IT!’
Caroline SAW Paul ‘staring’ at his EMPTY-plate, and suggested An-ice-cream dessert on-The-menu… Paul Declined with-An-excuse…
“… I ‘pass,’ mom, watching-over My-diet as I’m having-A-game THIS Weekend…”
The inspector-mom Remembered… and-Rejoindered…
“… oh… that St. George match… the Socceroo Scouts ‘are’ Coming!
“… I HOPE you’re SELECTED…this-Is-WHAT you’re GOOD-At à Go-For-IT, Poe-Messi…”
Paul grinned-&-thanked her… while-Processing…
‘… huh… she ‘approves’ ~ a-Few days ago, she-&-SHS wanted to ‘punish’ me ~ by going Anger-managements sessions ‘during’ soccer practice…’
… the-Boy ‘was’ glad that he WAS ‘finally’ in-Messi-mom’s Good Book, with Family-support (… even his-Big Brotherr-SAFFA ‘was’ On-board that the Socceroo-scouts WOULD ‘spot’ Messi’s-Talent THIS Saturday) …
… instead-of-Ice-cream, The Feel-Good Paul ‘pinched’ Caroline’s French-fries, as they-Conversed…
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While the-Audi approached the-Green Gardened-themed Swettenham-Grove suburbs – Caroline informed Paul that she ‘was’ dropping-Him-off, as she-HAD some-Errands to run (… like pickup her suit at-The-tailors, etc.) …
The moment his-Key unlocked the-Frontdoor – he ‘felt’ HomeAlone in the-vacuum Quiet house… he ‘was’ used to-Loneliness when in-the WalkerHouse in the-Other earths… where he Would have the freedom to LEVITATE from-his wheelchair… and, Go-&-play with Kitty in-The-backyard…
The-Boy Sighed…
‘… but… Kitty is Saffa’s dog in-RPL…’
… then he Remembered his nightmare à where the Belgian-Malinois CHASED-him in the-Wilford Orchard à BUT he Locked-Himself in the Glasshouse, while the vicious-Dog (and-the Capuchin-monkey) à intimidate Paul WITH their display-Of wild-ferocious TEETH at-him…
‘… this is NOT-My Kitty ~ my-Lady ‘would’ do-That to-me…’
Looking at-His Timex-watch – it WAS Noon-On-the dot… he sighed cos’ he HAD another-4 hours-To-kill ~ before he Can-Be with Maggi (… in their Prayer-date @JMS). He sat on the Livingroom couch, and massaging his-Achilles-heel (… the soreness of-The-injury ‘was’ subsiding – and, no-Need for-An-icepack). Paul switched-On the Big-LED Toshiba à a ‘familiar’ woman’s voice from the-Other earth…
… as he WAS figuring WHO-She ‘was’ à footages of St. Mary cathedral ‘stormed’ by-The-homeless during-Its-Sunday Mass… where police WERE Called-in à some arrests ‘were’ made by the uniformed-Officers (… Paul ‘recognized Corporal-Frank Smithy ‘arresting’ à the-Usual suspect-Jimbo ~ along with someone Named Timothy-Beltran) à whom, the woman’s voice identify the displaced-person à As-the RADICAL twin-brother of-the-currently hospitalized Cardinal Albert-Baltran Of-St. Mary’s…
‘… hmm, St. Mike-is further, while St. Mary’s closer to-The-city… and, according to-Jimbo the other-day, they WANT a-safe place in the-Church compound to-pitch Tents-To sleep at night… away from the city muggers-&-rats…’
Paul’s JawDropped ‘when’ the woman-TV reporter APPEARED-On-screen – TO-BE à LANA-LANE… covering the melee-Arrest of the homeless on-Church-grounds…
‘… oh-my-God! It’s HER Again…!!!’
… the woman ‘was’ a-Conspiracy-Theorist Blogger à who ‘suspected’ that He ‘was’ having supe-Abilities ~ when he ‘electrocuted’ To-comatose Of-a raging-Escaped Bull-Rhino, from its-Enclosure – rampaging on the-South-Perth Zoo grounds…
… during his Mayor-Hero’s Award ceremony in SHS, and, the flippant woman THREATED to EXPOSE in social-media Of-Paul’s SECRET à that he WAS possessing inhuman-Powers (… while ‘hiding’ his secret-ID facade as-A-quadriplegic) …
… she ‘later’ put-Him to TEST to FLY-in-broad Daylight to the-deserted TimexSquare à while her American accomplice-BionicWoman – unleashed military Armed-aerial Drones à to Machinegun-&-Missile blast Paul down BUT – he ‘survived’ by-The-skin of-his teeth à and out-dodged the Smart-drones à and destroyed them…
… the noise Attracted the sleeping-Zombies – and attacked BOTH the-women. In their escape, the BionicWoman ‘was’ Killed by the-Undead. Paul rescued Lane, and placed her on an insurance building rooftop (…destroying her EVIDENCE video footages of Paul-vs-Drones). After that he LEFT her with-A-warning, and flew-Away in-The-sunset (… leaving her-Behind on the roof, with the desolated streets of Timex-Square swarmed with zombies at-dusk) …
‘… that fame-Hungry crazed internet Troll-of-A woman in BACK-in RPL ~ in the-B-GAME as a-Reporter…’
The next-Related News-story WAS in the United Nations headquarters – where the American-born, Pope Sylvanus-the-VI ‘was’ disappointed about the Airport heist ‘where’ the-stolen Holy-artifact sword was-ReStolen by-Terrorist…
…and regretted that the-Aussie ‘hero,’ CARDINAL-BELTRAN (who discovered the sword, LOST ‘since’ the-Crusade War-Era) was shot-&-hospitalized. The pope further URGED the Australian-Authorities to recover The-Sword-Of-Kerubiel before it was lost-AGAIN Into-the BlackMarket realm…
Paul Analyzed…
‘… it’s a-needle-In-the haystack ~ the-Sword ‘could-Be’ with Anyone… if THIS-is my Mission to-Find the-sword in-The-B Game ~ then, I FAILED miserably… I Don’t Have-A-Clue WHERE To-Look-out for…’
The setback drove the boy-Into remembering His-previous Failures in the-BadLuck POST-TREETON realm, when he Returned from fighting Killer-drones @TimexSquare à to witness The-House-Of-Walker destroyed by-A-bomb SetUp by Jared-Wilford-&-Peter (they both-Escaped). Paul’s soulmate-Jane DIED after giving birth to the Demi-goddess baby-girl, Apolonia (… the Saviour-Daughter of-Mankind in the-Future Abrahamic War) …
… and-Also, he Regreted DYING in-POST TREETON àas he ‘was’ manipulated by Peter’s Ai that LIED That Peter-WAS Kidnapped by Jared Wilford, and enroute-To Johannesburg…
‘… I ‘was’ a Bloody-Fool to Trust the-Pete2.0 Ai… even APO stopped me ~ and I DIDN’T B****y-Listen and went After the-Jet…
‘… midway in-The Indian Ocean à Jared-Wilford ‘somehow’ transformed to the-evil GEMINI-RED à killing a plane-Load of people… while he ‘was’ Distracted, I went to ‘rescue’ the ‘kidnapped’ Peter…
‘… but the-ungrateful Devil Stabbed-Me in-The-throat… the jet WENT-Down Into-the-Ocean à and, WE ‘both’ Died… and Reincarnated-HERE in-RPL…to ‘play’ the-B-Game…’
A TV-Commercial Break-came – the-Boy stared-On-the screen ~ of a Man from-the-City ‘attending’ his mom’s 60th-Birthday in-His-hometown – so-he flied-Over with Quantas-Of-Course… THAT made-Paul ‘missed’ His-REAL mom-from the-OTHER PERTH…
… he ‘was’ growing sadder ~ and before he GOT melancholily-Depressed à he snapped-Out to-think positive…
‘… Poe, DON’T-Be a-Dick-Depresso à you Know You-DIED in-The-farm in the-fieldtrip @Treeton – ‘struck-By-Lightning ~ in the-OTHER PERTH, mom ‘had’ buried-You there… you are ‘not’ going-Back to-Her, unless-You’re a-Walking-Dead…
‘… don’t-Also Think-About the spilt-Milk of-past Regrets… there NOTHING You-Can DO About-Uncontrollable-Events, and-Mistakes…
‘… But You HAVE Reincarnated several-Times, EveryTime YOU-DIE, Haven’t You…!?à thus, it’s Your 2nd-Chance TO-DO Positive things in the NEW-PERTH Realms… to-Continue Fighting the-Evil-in-IT… whether You’re a-SUPE-or-NOT… this is OUR-Mission…
‘… until WE Reach the Ultimate ENDGAME in 20-years à Of-the-Apocalyptic-War…’
Paul switched-Off the ‘negative’ inducing teevee News à stood-Up – Declaring-Aloud in-The-empty house…
“When There’s A-Will, there’s a-Freakin’ Way, Poe! We’ve 20-years to search for-THAT Lost-Sword…
… it’s ‘rightfully’ Mine à and Use it-To Fight MY-devil Twin – ‘when’ the-Time-Comes… as-The-TimeTraveler ‘said’ so-Himself…”
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He WAS in his-Bedroom, still motivating Himself from ‘falling’ into-Depression in his Complicated entanglement-Of REVERSED Events that bogged-Him…
‘… Oii-Poe, don’t PUT diapers, spank-&-breastfeed those uncontrollable problems à THAT’S Beyond you – it’s ‘not’ the Calvery-WOULD Come…
‘… it’s ‘not’ my Guardian-angel St. Mike, OR-EVEN the betraying One-Armed Red-demon WOULD-Come to the-Rescue… like They-DID in-The-past Earths…
‘… they GOT their-OWN Mission in prep for the Future EndTimes WAR, in their-Realms ~ Don’t count-On Them, Poe… NoOnes Coming, Poe…
‘… this IS-Our Personal Mission-in-RPL to FIND that Sword-ourselves, by Hook-Or-By Crook…’
He kicked-Off his-Nike, and plopped-On the-Queen-sized bed, still in his Barca jersey-&-black Levis-denims. He laid with his-Eyes Wide-open looking ‘above’ at-The-white ceiling with the-Rotating fan… his-Eyes Got-Tired, with his-OVERDRIVEN fatigued-Mind ~ he Dozed-off… into-A-Dreamless Nap…
… barely 40-minutes passed, Paul WAS jolted-Awoken by his Ringing iPhone à it WAS SAFFA… the-groggy Boy Picked-Up…
“… huh-what…!?”
“Hey-Poe, what you DOING…? Are you Coming to the JMS Fellowship Later!?”
“… hmm… yea… I’ll be there…”
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“Good! See-you-There…”
“… hmm-Okk…”
Peter WASN’T Finished…
“Hey-Poe, GUESS ‘what’ F***ing-Happened in-The-farm Last-night…!!?”
“… whowat…?”
“… a minor Tremor happened in-The-farm Last-night – that A**hole Jowel HAD put lighted Lanterns in-ALL of the Glasshouses, to deter-Theft à a Lantern fell-On to-The-fertilizer THAT Blew-Up my-Precious Japanese-mangoes… that WERE Ripe-For-picking – F***!!!”
The-Boy WAS Wide-Awake… as he exclaimed…
“Is Loreto Alright…!?”
“… what the-F*** with Loreto ~ she’s in the BigHouse! I’m talking ABOUT the-Orchard à my-Mango trees WERE All-Burnt down by-the Fire…”
Peter cursed in-In-Afrikaans – while Paul WAS Bamboozled…
‘… my-Nightmares ARE ‘happening’ In-REAL-Life…’
… recalling when Jowel, the-BurningMan rapist… FALLING on the sacks-Of-fertilizers – where he-&-the naked blond-Slave servant-girl FLED in-A-nick Of-Time ‘before’ the GlassHouse Exploded…
Saffa-then said…
“Hey-Poe, I’m going for my-Archery practice à See-you LATER @JMS!”
“… K…”
‘… got-No-Choice, Brotherr… I’ve To COME – Holyfield is ‘taking’ my-Attendances-Later…’
After the-Call… the-Boy found-IT Difficult Going-Back to-His-nap ~ his-Mind ‘was’ Active-&-Introspecting deep-Into the-Microcosms of his-RPL ‘smaller’ Mission… in-Search-Of – the LOST Sword-Of-Kerubiel to fit INTO-the-Psychological Cosmology of the-Bigger Universal’s EndTimes Jigsaw-Puzzle…
‘… dad ‘used’ to say, ‘The-WHOLE is-Part-Of-Sums’… BUT where is-The-MISSING PIECE of-This-Blooming Sword ~ and, who HAS It…!?
‘… ‘what’ happened in-The-serious-Crime interrogation…!? DID Detective-Johnson use any-BadCop’s Complicit-Tactics to squeeze the-Balls of the H8-Gang duo à so-to spill the-Names of WHO ‘was’ the-EMPLOYER – who-Ordered the-Robbery in John’s GlassHouse residence…!?’
‘… it’s BEEN b****y 5-Days ~ and you D***heads DID Nothing à it’s BASIC Investigation-Assumption in Detective-Book101… Jesus… GO, FIND WHO Employed-&-Ordered those MethHeads to Break-in and robbed-&-assaulted John-&-Trann…!
‘… the-Employer ALSO ‘seems’ TO-BE the-Head-of Some-Local Terrorist-Group… and You SEND CTU-Reedus-Dickson, the Head-Of-the Investigation to-Raid-the Group…
‘… instead of-The-5 day, the b****y SlowWalker WAS walking-Fast to EAT-Messi’s mom – in their-Secret Extramarital affairs…’
Tossing-&-turning, Paul WAS Upset ‘thinking-Of’ the-Fate of John-&-Trann TO-BE soon Prosecuted BOTH by State-&-Church ~ probably A-Life-Imprisonment. The-Boy WAS Restless to-Go back-To-sleep… he hopped-Off his-bed…
… and, walked in-circles…
‘… F***-IT! I Don’t HAVE a-Clue as-A-minor TO-PLAY Detective in-This ADULTWORLD! Neither, I Don’t WANT my-Mental Health to-Suffer-too Of-What I CANNOT Control ~ or-else, I GO-Crazy like Atlas-Carrying the-World’s problems-&-burdens In-My-B****y F***ing Head… and, finally go-Coo-coo Bong-Coo …’
He sighed and looked at his-Timex-watch… and, sighed-Even MORE with more than 3-Hours-To-Kill ~ he DID something-Positive to-Look into-Messi’s wardrobe Cabinet…
… in the ‘other’ Perth’s the-Quadriplegic Paul HAD ‘formal’ Tailored-clothes for Church-&-functions… the-Inspector-mother ‘was’ very-Particular HOW her-Twins-dressed in-Society à BUT Messi-&-Caroline variants in-RPL ‘were’ liberal in-Their-dressing…
‘… Messi’s mom was in-jeans-&-blouse and she Went-to-church… my REAL mom Wouldn’t Be-Caught Doing-That…’
Opening a-Closet, He sighed at Messi’s Taste-Of-Fashion… Loud-HipHop colored shirts (… a-Walking Narcissist-pimp Look) … 3-Of-4 shirts Were-of That… EXCEPT for a blue-Fennel Lumberjack shirt… which he HAD Reserved for his prayer-date with Maggi @JMS Church-Later…
‘… I’m going ‘Grunge’ ~ wearing a-Black jersey UNDERNEATH the blue-Fennel shirt… black-jeans, and Nike-sneakers…’
… he WANTED ‘not’ to-Stick-out from the JMS Fellowship-crowd later (… that WAS ‘why’ he Didn’t wear-A-Barcelona jersey) – Paul ‘knew’ many-Of-Messi’s Bullmastiff-fans HAVE signed-On to come-For the-JMS Event… and Paul-Messi WOULD stick-Out Like-a middle-Finger…
He Took the hanger of-The-blue Fennel to a Full-mirror ~ matched-It with the Black-jeans that he-Wore ~ He wasn’t getting the ‘grunge’ feeling à and decided to-TRY-IT On…
… to-His Horror, he Found a-12 cm-Rip HOLE in-The-armpit of-The-fennel Shirt… Paul panicked…
‘… Oh-my-GOD! I Got Nothing-to Wear-later – I BET that a**hole Messi Doesn’t have a-Sewing-kit LIKE I DO in-The House-Of-Walker…’
… back-In the Other-earths, the-Quadriplegic Paul used a needle-&-thread to-mend His-torn school-Uniform (… especially his pants à where he modified the-waist girth of-His-pants – ‘whenever’ the-Foodie Gained-weight) …
‘… mom WOULD Kill Me if I ask her TO-BUY ‘new’ school-Pants for-Each-Term I Go… btw, she always BROKE ~ paying Bank-debt Loans-of dad’s gambling…’
In desperation, he Looked around for the-laundry basket à the black-Shirt that he Wore to the-Hospital ‘yesterday’ WAS there. He rushed-&-picked it-Up à and smelled-IT…
… it DIDN’T Stink… so-He-justified…
‘… I wore it for the 6-Hours… most-Of-the time I ‘was’ indoor in-The-AC à except I rode with-SAFFA in-The-Orchard à to view the kangaroo-Justice ‘ran’ by the-Wilford Household Estate compound on-Their WHITE-Slaves à WHO-Are Locked-Away from the-Outside world…
… even-then, it ‘was’ the 10+-O’ clock sun in-The-morning ~ and, I COULDN’T have perspired much…’
Paul SAW a-NIVEA Men-deodorant aerosol-Can on-The-dresser ~ he Grabbed it… and WAS Shocked ‘when’ he sprayed-IT on the-Black-shirt… it spurt-Out a-Weak jet-Of-air as-The-aerosol ‘was’ Empty. The-Annoyed teen Cursed-&-tossed the-Can into the wicker-Trash-basket… Shouting…
“… F***-You Messi ~ you’re putting-Me-in a-Spot… you Can WASTE your-Cash on your Imported-Soccer magazines à But you Can’t B****y-AFFORD a ‘decent’ body-Spray…!!? Shame-On-YOU!!!”
He ‘tossed’ the dresser’s drawer to find-An-Alternative (… like-a Cologne) ~ BUT found none (… the closest WAS Herban Cowboy-dusk armpit roller) ~ even that WAS Empty-too…
Paul Tossed the-Finished Plastic-Container into-The-wicker Bin… and cursing…
“Messi, from-Now-on à I’m TAKEOVER the-Finance-Ministry!”
Paul glance-At-the window – on-The-sill, stood-A-tall-can of Glade Aerosol-Air refreshener ~ fresh floral ‘Ocean-Escape’ scent (… as stated-On-the label) … with a deck-chair by the beach picture-On-the can …
“… okay, I’ll ‘smell’ like-salt of-The-ocean ~ ‘not’ like-salt of-Sweaty-armpits…!”
The-Boy sprayed generous continuous-Amount… till the mist covered the entire room ~ so-much-so he Sneezed several continuous-Times…
… with Blocked-nose, he smelled the black-shirt (… with gaudy-patterns of white-Triangles ~ with red-Kitschy splats) … Satisfied, he presumed he HAD solved his-Wardrobe problem… and hung the shirt On-the back of his Study-desk Chair…
… the lingering-Refreshener scent ‘made’ him-Sneeze several-Times more ~ until his-Lungs WERE tired… he ‘was’ breathing shallow… his eyes WERE drowsy. Paul plopped On-the-Queen bed…
‘… still less-Than 3 Hours-MORE-to Go à I’ll Take-A-short Nap…’
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He Woke-up MORE than 2 Hours-Later… to-The-sound of a-Notification Alert from his-iPhone, he WAS Horrified that He DIDN’T ‘set’ THE-Alarm, and he ‘had’ OVERSLEPT à it ‘was’ ALREADY 4:42 PM…
… there ‘were’ 3 miscalls, and a voice-Note from-MAGGI à her-Ai-Boyyo relayed-The-message Of-her-Uber Would-Arrive in-The NEXT-10 Minutes…
The groggy-Boy jumped-Out of the-Bed and rushed to the bathroom-To-pee ~ next, he WASHED his-Face… he Looked into-The-Mirror, and hated-His hair. He used water to-Wet-his BadHair, he saw a-Tube of AXE-Hair Styling-Gel – and applied Messi’s styling emollient to his scalp…
… he tried emulating K-pop’s Spiked-Up Look… but it failed as-Wasn’t pointy… he Looked-at-his watch à 4:47 PM…
… Paul panicked à he ‘had’ NO-Time for-Fashionable Hairstyle ~ and combed into-A BackSlick like a-Greaser… and Left-the Bathroom, rushing to-Put-on his Shirt… and he gasped-In-horror…
… the-Air Refreshener spray LEFT White patches on the-Black shirt fabric… Lamenting Aloud…
“GOD***-IT! Can’t ANYTHING Go-B****y-Right This-SUNDAY!!?”
He rushed to-The bathroom, and returned Running with a-Pack of wet-Kleenex. Paul use-It to rub-Off the cloudy-White stains ~ it worked, as he used-More of the moist-Papers and wiped the entire stained shirt…
… Paul WORE the damp-Shirt – and, rushed-Out the room…
-O-
He ran-Down the-stairs – his-Attention ‘caught’ the WHITE Audi parked at the-Patio ~ Messi’s mom was-IN… she ‘was’ in-The-dining-Area (… Paul didn’t SEE Her-Fully in-View ~ just her-Legs resting-On-top of another-Chair… he presumed Caroline ‘was’ resting-Her-Tired feet AFTER Returning-from-Running errands…
… the Inspector-mother heard Paul’s footsteps (… with-strong Floral-whiff following-HIM). The Inebriated Caroline chuckled, while refilling her-Glass of-RED Wine ~ and teased her-2nd-Borne…
“… somebody’s GETTING Lucky-Tonight ~ wearing-HIS Perfume à Go-Poe-GO! Get a-Girlfriend Over-There, hehehe à there IS-MORE-TO Soccer in-The-world à Go-Have Fun in-The Fellowship meet, hehehe…”
Midway, coming down-The-stairs à Paul FROZE – he ‘was’ TOO Embarrassed ‘about’ using Air-Refreshener As-Cologne… He-nonchalantly Replied…
“… err-Thanks, Okay-Mom ~ I’m going…”
“… Okay-Dear ~ Pray-FOR-Me, hehehe…”
Paul WALKED Away ‘both’ Pissed-at-&-in-Pity… he WAS Pissed at Messi’s Mom à she ‘was’ Preggo and-WAS Drinking away 2-Bottles-Of RED Wine daily à and, Wanted An-Abortion on-Top-Of that à and-Just HAD, MOCKED ‘Pray-For-Me’ in-A-giggle…
‘… Good-Luck with Your-Abortion à but I ‘pity’ Messi, who’s Losing his Unborn sister… and, I-TOO ‘pity’ your-Husband Tom*… losing his-Unborn-child AFTER Your-3 years-Marriage ‘that’ failed…’
*[… he ‘had’ a SoftSpot for THOMAS HARRIS – ‘being’ His-SHS Principle, and ‘was’ a-Good Man TOO (… and-Also ‘dated’ his-Widowed mom) in the-OTHER-PERTH] …
He was-Back Pissed-at-The Caroline-Variant…
‘… you-Don’t LOVE Tom ~ and-in Broad-daylight Running-Errands, like-Of Having-An-Affair with Reedus ‘di**’ Dickson behind your-Husband’s back…
‘… you’re an Incorrigible-woman, Messi’s Mom… and, Those’re ‘not’ Catholic virtues either… with your cousin as-A Catholic-priest in-RPL à you Also DON’T Go-for-Confessions!’
He passed the-Living Room – and Paul spotted on-The-couch Of-a-WHITE Departmental Shopping-Bag… branded Armani…
‘… so, she TOOK Saffa’s offer-Of BUYING Her an-Armani outfit… despite her-Dramas, of ‘not’ Loving Her-First Borne FOR-His Wealth (…but as HIS-Maternal mother, from-THEIR 15-years of-SEPARATION from Perth-To-Joburg) à SO-it PAID-Off… TODAY, the-Variant is Enjoying the perks (… an-Expensive suit/and-Soon, a Holiday-to-Italy) …
‘… she’s Irredeemable… Dyed-in-the-wool-Sort…’
Paul WAS Getting upset… he paused At-the door ~ To Calm-His-Mind with Stoic-Philosophy (… which he had-Been reading on-YouTube lately) à he Walked-Out calm-&-stoic (… give a-F*** to-Negativity of-The-world) …
‘F*** YOU-ALL! I DON’T CARE Anymore à why Should I BE Worried, huh…!? YOU TOLD-Me To-BE a minor ~ and, ‘not’ to Question your Authorities Of-The-Adult World, right…!?
‘…O’ here-I AM, behind my-Fence LOOKING At-YOU, like the MCU’s WHAT-IF Cosmic Watcher ~ I’M Watching-Y’All immorally Destroying YOURSELVES with Unchristian hedonistic Lifestyles à Inclined-TO The 7-Deadly Sins!
‘… yea, Laugh-&-Be Merry For-The-NEXT 20-Years, and-Regret ‘when’ the-Milk Is-Spilt ‘only’ then you’ll KNOW ‘what’ THIS-Minor IS-Saying…’
“… Bye-Mom…” Paul Locked-the-Front Door.
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Outside-The-house, he SAW a-blue Car Pulling-Up to-The-Front-electronic Main-gate. Thinking IT ‘was’ his-Uber – he automatically WAVED. He Open-The gate-with a-Remote in-His-keychain. With-a-Smile on-His-face, he Toddled in-The-driveway, while the Gate-Opened horizontal…
As he GOT Closer – and, noticed a-Familiar BLUE Mazda-SUV ~ the-ONE Dr. Shelly-Wilson Drove…
He-FROZE in-Front-Of the Sliding Opening-Gate…
‘… boy-She Hated-Us Walker-Twins à Of-HER Protecting Her-Rebellious Adolescent B-Girl FROM getting-In-the sack with EITHER-Of-Us à and-BE Preggo…’
From-The-car, Dr. Shelley-Mercy alighted, and greeted-him with-a Smile…
“Good-Evening Paul, is-your Mother Home?”
‘… how THIS Shelley-Variant KNOWS My-name…!?’
… he Remembered Last-Tuesday, WAITING in-The-car ~ speaking to-HER in a-VDO-Call ‘outside’ the Indian Curry Takeaway shop, ‘when’ he-Answered Caroline’s phone…
‘… I DIDN’T Tell her-My-name ~ probably Messi’s mom TOLD-Her-So…’
“… yea, Mom’s INSIDE…” He pointed-At the-House, seeing the Gynecologist nodding, and Walking-Away… while Paul Locked-Up the Automatic-gate, as he stood-Outside-on-the road…
‘… it’s Mom’s visitor ~ who-I Shouldn’t Give-A-F*** About-in-Their Adult-World Conspiracy-Matters… to-HELL with-Them!’
While ‘waiting’ for-His-ride Outside-the-Gate, Paul gawked at Shelly knocking on-The-door ~ until the Inebriated ‘soon-To-Be’ Lieutenant-Mom answered the-Door ~ and, welcomed HER-VISITOR In… and the Door-shutted…
… it Reminded HIM Of-POST TREETON – of-The-nasty Shelley-Variant WHO ‘dumped’ her-Preggo B-Girl on-the Walker-House Doorstep à and disowned her*…
*[… it ‘was’ far-Complicated à Jane WAS preggo by-Immaculate-Conception (… deceived by-Mother Venus) à while Paul (the-Virgin) took-The-rap cos’ of the Tarzan-&-Jane’s YouTube’s Kissing-VDO à made ‘popular’ By-the-Midget Sex-VDO – That-followed Like a-Sequel…
… he WAS The-Fall Guy à but Took-The-Blame-FROM his-GUILT of Giving-the-Cursed-Enchanted Venus’ Apple to-Jane… ‘once’ she ATE it-&-became preggo with a Demi-Goddess Apolonia] …
Before Paul GOT-Into ‘more’ negative-Thoughts of Caroline’s sins-Of adultery-&-abortion ~ he SAW a-Marine BLUE-Toyota driving Towards him… with the ever-Smiling UBER driver-Jacky-Chan waving. The-Boy reciprocated as he waved-&-grinned back-TOO…
‘… awesome! Mags-is-Here… let me-GET OUT of-These b****y Conspiracy-AdultWorld Dirty-sins, and be a-Minor FOR-ONCE ~ and, mixing-With Those-my Age…’
… the Car stopped and-Paul got into the-BACKSEAT ~ with Maggi-Wong Asking-him…
“Paul, WERE You waiting long?”
The-Boy took-A-while to-Answer, as he WAS Bedazzled by-the Colors of her blouse that matched the shirt that he WORE à Both ‘were’ BLACK/ instead Of-Triangles, hers ‘had’ WHITE Circles/ instead of RED-blot splats, hers ‘had’ flowering roses…
Paul Replied…
“… err… no, I haven’t …”
“… there WAS a-Massive-Traffic earlier Caused-by Last-Night’s tremor…” She said…
“Huh, no-Tremors in-My-place…” He said…
“… neither ChinaTown ‘was’ effected-Too ~ just in-Some areas were blocked by-Police-&-Army… and, the-Connecting roads ‘were’ Closed cos’ of-Deep-cracks, and sink-Holes – and, the Alternate roads ‘were’ congested with-Cars… and, we were stuck-In-the jam for MORE than an-Hour… but we Can-STILL Make it on-Time-to JMS…”
… Paul WAS Daydreaming ~ recalling Saffa’s CALL Earlier, during his-Nap ~ and ‘informed’ of Tremors Last-night in the Wilford-Orchard… destroying THEIR prized-Mangoes in-The-Glasshouse, which Caught-fire…
… then he RECALLED yesterday, while going-To-Perth Hospital – there WERE highway Road-blocks that delayed the-DeLorean – and, the-Walker Brothers ‘arrived’ minutes ‘before’ Visitation Hours-were-Over*…
*[… he Didn’t TELL Her-About the-Hospital visit with-Peter] …
The Chinese Visually-Impaired girl ‘was’ rapt in-Attending her-FIRST Charismatic Youth-meet (… BUT she Couldn’t GO in-The-past cos’ she-Was-blind) à so WAS-Paul’s FIRST Too… ‘where’ in the-Other Perth-earths à St. Michael’s Church Had-their-Own Youth Charismatic-weekly meeting à (… BUT he Couldn’t GO Too cos’ he Was-Quadriplegic) ~ and went ONLY Sunday-Mass services instead, with Inspector-mom…
… but-he HAD heard ‘good’ Spiritual things from ‘some’ SHS friends who-Had gone-To Those Youth-Gathering à there, they worshiped-&-chanted Like-hippies… and in-Ecstasy, baptized-By the Holy-Ghost ~ they-Then SPOKE-In-Tongues à (some glossolalia Language-Of-angels) … they-Say…
‘… BUT ‘how’ Come… St. Michael SPOKE to-Me-in English…!??’
Then, on-The-stereo played-a Popular Chinese-song… Maggi WAS Excited…
“I LOVE This-Song… I KNOW the words…”
Paul grinned at her, as the-Chinese-girl with her-Darkglasses SANG the-Verses in a-Melliferous sweet voice… on-Close ‘scrutiny’ ~ the-Song Sounded familiar…
‘… That’s Queen’s Hit-song ‘Friends-will be-Friends,’ isn’t-IT…!? I Didn’t KNOW that ‘was’ Covered in-Chinese too…’
Soon the driving Jacky-Chan WAS Also Joined-Her, and Sang the Chorus… Paul too lip-synced in-silence, of Freddie-Mercury’s English-lyrics. Occasionally, Maggi WOULD Look at-him ~ with the-Boy ‘mesmerizing’ that Maggi WAS-Singing the-Friendship ballad TO-Him à that made his-Crush meter-needle ‘move’ Into-Love…
… he noticed Maggi ‘had’ used Light-makeup ~ with orange-Lipstick à he WANTED to-Kiss her-sweet Lips… BUT He Dared-Not ~ with Jacky-Chan’s peripheral in-The-rearview mirror…
‘… he Would kung-pow-Me in-The-mouth for sexual-Advancement in-Kissing the Backseat of-His-Car… I Tried-It ‘once’ Before in-PERTHLAND à and-yikes, ALICIA Slapped Me!!!’
He crossed his-Leg… as he WAS developing a teen-Boy’s boner… and-The Virgin-Boy enjoyed-The-moment, into the-Universal song of Love-&-Bonding relationship.
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THE TOYOTA REACHED THEIR DESTINATION of a grey-colored concrete Gigantic-Dome à which ‘was’ the Pentecostal Jesus-Morning-Star Megachurch. The car ‘was’ stuck-In-a 15 MINUTE traffic-jam of 500 cars entering via-8 Separate Entrances into-The-circular MegaDome…
… Paul WAS Awestruck by-The-Megastructure BUILT in-The-Heart-Of Perth City-Of-RPL … Boyyo-The-Ai ‘was’ giving the-Colossal building ‘description’ IN-Mandarin to blind-Maggi…
The-Boy Thought…
‘… my-Late Dad the-Architect ~ Had BUILT his-Fair share of Megastructures* in-Perth, ‘when’ He WAS Alive…’
*[… unbeknownst to Paul, The-Dome STOOD in-The-EXACT plot of the 88th-storied Blake-Tower (… of the-Other Perth-Earth Realms) ~ which his-Late father SOLOMON-WALKER designed for Blake-Foundation à BUT in-the-B-Game, HAD ‘made’ the-Changes in an-IntraWorld Location-Swap…
… so-HAD Paul’s Mission CHANGED Too à the B-Game REQUIRED Him-To Retrieve the God-&-Demon Killer-Sword EclipseBane in-RPL, AKA The Sword-Of-Kerubiel à no-Longer-the A-Game’s Mission-In – ‘destroying’ the Portal Gateway in the-66th Floor Omega-Level à which TO-BE ‘used’ to-Infiltrate Asmodeus/Yaldabaoth’s LEGIONS-Of-Demons INTO-Perth, during-The Abrahamic Apocalyptic Doomsday] …
A brief History of the-JMS’ Mega Architecture in-Perth à which ‘was’ built by an-Aussie pastor, and his-Filipina wife 2-years-Ago, to Compete with the-Megachurches of-Other states in-The BibleBelt (of-Brisbane, Sydney-&-Melbourne). It WAS the 2nd-Largest (with 100,000+ followers) to Sydney’s Pentecostal Hillsong megachurch…
… JMS ‘was’ politically-Affiliated with the-PM of-Australia, JOHN-BLAKE, who-STRONGLY supported the-Pastor’s movement of ‘Prosperity-Doctrine’ ~ of-Eradicating poverty by the-Middle-&-Lower incomed denizens-Of-RPL à getting-Their Church-Followers financial Life-in-Order (… and for-The-PrimeMinister’s economy To-Prosper Too).
-O-
The-Marine blue-Toyota stopped by-a DropOff point in the-5th Gate (of-The 8-Enterances to JMS Lobby-Where 800+ youth WOULD Gather for-The Fellowship event) …
Maggi WAS the-First to alight from-The-cabin from her-door side – Paul slide his-butt on-The-backseat to-Get-out from-The-Open-door. Jacky-Chan stopped him, from the-Driver seat ~ to-Whisper…
“Paul, Take Care-Of-Maggi… she MIGHT Get Lost, ok…!?”
… he was Awestruck when his-movie Martial-Arts idol HAD given-Him the-Responsibilities of Maggi’s safety-&-wellbeing in-The-3 Hour-Prayer Meet à with the tacit-Understanding, Paul Responded…
“… will-Do, Mr. Chan ~ no worries à I’ll GUARD Her-with my-OWN Life…!”
… it sounded-Corny for a-Caucasian-Boy ~ to say a-Martial-Arts’ movie’s dialogue… but the-Subtext ‘struck-A-chord’ with the-AsianMan ~ who chuckled, to give-Him a-Thumbs-UP… Jacky-Chan then-Drove-Away leaving Paul-&-Maggi with the-Arriving youth for-The-gathering…
Paul ‘was’ Remembering that Maggi Had-Told him THAT she was-Lost-&-Found in-RPL during the Wesak-Day festival (… that Differed from-Accounts ‘happened’ in Bad-Luck POST-TREETON ~ according To-Jane… her-BFF ‘was’ Abducted TO-BE Child-Sacrificed by-Her OWN Father à BUT as StarGirl ‘she’ HAD Rescued Maggi from-The-Blackmagick cabal*…
*[… the-Moloch Cult of Baal-Beelzebub, headed-By GrandWizard Jared-Wilford] …
‘… does Albert-Wang EXIST in-RPL…!?’
… in those few days, Paul HAD Known-the Chinese-Girl… she ONLY divulged of her mother-&-sister…
‘… she ONLY Spoke-Of Robin-&-Alicia to-Me à ‘NOT’ OF-ALBERT-WANG … are THE Parents Separated…? But Alicia’s parents ARE ~ they WERE Separated in the OTHER PERTH… and, she Hated her-Father…
‘… but-IT ‘was’ in-Reversed-In PERTHLAND where I ‘was’ Called to-The-Principal’s Office ~ where-The-parents Albert-&-Robin WERE-There PRESENT in Principal-Harris’ Office, WHEN the irate-platinum-Blond Alicia SLAPPED Me in-Front of her-Parents, and Principal…
‘… for my Sexual misconduct in-Class by-Kissing her, WHO I ‘mistakenly’ THOUGHT it was my-GF ~ who ‘had’ Returned-&-Recovered ‘after’ 3-Days in-Coma…’
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Paul noticed that despite Maggi HAD her-Guiding Ai-Boyyo to-Direct-Her GPS à but she-Also held a B-girl WalkingCane. The-boy Thought it ‘was’ a-Good-Idea for-Her to guide-Herself with the-Cane for-SHOW… as she WAS-Blind and WOULDN’T GET Knocked-Over In-Crowds, as-for NOW, THEY-COULD ‘spot’ a-Disabled Person-Coming with-A-cane…
At the entrance-Door there ‘was’ a-Bottleneck of foot-Traffic… Paul Offered his-Assistance, and held his-Up his-hand…
“… Mags, Do-you wanna Hold-on to-Me ~ it’s crowded…”
She nodded ~ instead Maggi held-His shoulder… NOT His-Hand…
‘… you numb-nut, Poe ~ she CAN’T SEE You ~ you Should Have-Grabbed her-Hand… that’s NOT Sexual-Harassment to-Offer Assistance… ‘
The-Boy LED her ~ she following-him with her Left-hand on-Paul’s shoulder… her ‘cold’ pinkie-Finger touched the-Base Of-his nape ~ and ‘instantly,’ he ‘got’ a-teen Boy-boner in-His-black denims. Paul ‘felt’ icky that he HAD sexual-Thoughts in-The-church à he compromised-The-guilt with ‘what’ the-SHS Counselor-Holyfield TOLD in-His-One-on-one Session…
‘… she SAID à The Almighty God Made man-&-woman for-A-purpose… to mate-&-consummate TO-BE a Harmonious Perfect-Couple… so, it’s human-nature that I ‘got’ a-Boner…’
He LOOKED Out for familiar faces à but the-bulk WERE All late-teens, and youths in-Their-20s… all Casually dressed-In-multicolored fashion. Paul WAS searching for students of-His-school, and saw none (… as there WERE 8 entrances TO-GET into-The-dome shaped-Church) … but he KNEW Many-Had signed to Come (… Maggi said her-Chinese friends from-Music Class ‘were’ Coming too) …
‘… so WERE Saffa-&-CrazyJane – he might Have parked his-Sportscar in-The-underground Carpark… and, TOOK ‘some’ VIP-Elevator or-Or Something Cos’ he’s-A-billionaire’s Stepson – I’m ‘sure’ I’ll bump Into-him Later…’
In the narrow hallway, everyone walked 50-meters in-A-single File, to get to-The-door. Paul SAW Biblical-Motivational Quotes frames-On-the wall (… that WERE ‘similar’ to the-Ones in the SHS’ Counselor Holyfield’s office). On the-PA played upbeat Christian songs-Of-worship, some Of-the Youths were singing-&-clapping to-IT ~ getting hyped for the-Actual Charismatic-Fellowship Gathering…
Both the-Catholics Paul-&-Maggi WERE Awed-by the passion Of-vocals of the Youth-ALA-Pentecostal – that WAS Lively-&-Eccentric (… in-Both-the teens WERE Experiencing for the-FIRST Time of-Such-Like singing Adoration-&-Exaltation praises-In-Songs) …
… Paul Didn’t know the words-Of-any Of-the Worship songs… but he enjoyed it’s Happy -Tone ~ and the mention-Of-Jesus’ Name in-Every other verse… he ‘loosened’ Up, to-Enjoy the-Evening, ‘even’ slightly-Headbang to the-Tune… as he LED Blind-Maggi to the-Serpentine line-Into the JMS Auditorium…
At-the end-Of-the Line THERE Were 3 Metal-Detectors* with JMS’ jacket Security-guards…
*[… with the Perth Airport Heist by-Local Terrorist-Group topping HIGH Alert protocol in every Major building of Worship-&-Business in-RPL~ and, JMS ‘was’ No-exceptional].
Paul Looked-Out for-CTU Field Agents) à particularly Agent Joe ‘Reedus’ Dickson à He Wasn’t HERE ~ nor-Was he THERE in-Perth Hospital…
… he doesn’t WANT Joe to-Inform Caroline that he HAD seen her-Son, with a-Chinese-girl @JMS. The the-Boy ‘was’ Confused TOO of-Whether Maggi ‘wanted’ him-As-her BF or-Just a-Classmate from-school… he sighed…
‘… Poe, you’ll ‘wait-&-see if-That Happens à maybe Mags Is-Treating Paul-Messi as ‘only’ as a-Studymate… and Nothing-Else…’
The single-File line ‘split’ into 3-Lane, where the-Youth went into-The-metal detectors to-GET into the Auditorium. Paul Went-In FIRST à he Passed Without Triggering ‘any’ blinking-Lights, and Alarm-bells. From behind the line, he SAW Maggi walking Towards him-&-STOPPED before the Detector…
… she removed her-Ai headset, and Asked the security guard if HER-Device Would-BE ‘affected by the metal-Detector. The-Suspicious Staff-Asked the visually-Impaired girl WHAT the peculiar-Device-WAS. Maggi replied it WAS a-Voice Interactive GPS-Navigator for-The-Blind… the Man ‘was’ impressed by the-Chinese’s girl’s Gadget, and automatically Asked-IF-It’s MadeInChina?
Jokingly, The-girl ‘agreed’ and Said-YES (… despite it WAS American-Made High-Grade TECH ‘created’ by the Kimura-Star Corp). Then, the man said her device WOULDN’T Be affected by the scanning of the-Machine’s non-Ionizing radiation – Maggi Wore-Back her-Boyyo headset and passed Through the-Scanner, and it blinked-&-beeped – and, the JMS’ Security-guard ‘reminded’ to the-Blind Chinese girl…
“… by-The-way, Miss, there is NO-WIFI in-the Auditorium…”
Upon hearing-IT, Paul FELT it was his-Responsibly to-BE-by Maggi-For the-NEXT 3 hours – Who-Would-BE ‘without’ HER WIFI to-Operate the Mandarin-speaking BOYYO. Paul went-Over to-Her-&-Held-her-Right hand, as he guided her into-The-crowd, that bottlenecked at-The-door to-The-main Auditorium…
… Paul ‘particular’ Distrusted ‘any’ interaction with-Artificial-Intelligence Sources, in-Any-realm, WHERE:
* Back-In-POST TREETON – The-Ai Pete2.0 LIED To-him that his-Twin WAS Kidnapped by-Jared Wilford in-A-jet plane heading-To-Joburg à but it WAS a-Trap, when the-devil STABBED Him-In-the throat…
* Here-In-REVERSE PERTHLAND – the-Boy Distrusted the ‘suspicious’ Maggi’s BOYYO, ‘who’ WAS Apprehensive-&-jealous when-MESSI Befriended the-Ai’s GF … and, getting-On-his nerves in every Interaction…
… the-Envious Ai ‘was’ in his-Recent Nightmares TOO à where the-Ai BETRAYED its Master-MAGGI ‘after’ Her-Death à where Her-Mouthless Soul ‘was’ transported’ by-Chinese GrimReapers. The Reaper-Of-Asian Souls, BullHead fought with the-Superpowerless Paul and Defeated-Him… and Maggi Crossed-The-Bridge, then Condemned to-The-Diyu Underworld…
‘… why-IS the Dream-In-a-Dream repeating-IN-RPL…? I’ve Saved Ali’s Soul in-DIYU before as GeminiBlue… and DEFEATED that-Bull Reaper…
‘… ‘why’ is her-Sister Mags in-This-Dream…!? Is she in-Danger…!? And, Why-Diyu…? à Ali’s Buddhist, but Mags IS Christian…!?’
As he walked in the-singing Crowd Toward the-Auditorium door, 30-Meters Away ~ Paul ‘was’ still holding Maggi’s right hand… unintentionally he ‘was’ squeezing her-Palm (… like-A-stress Ball) as he walked-In-deep Thoughts. He ‘was’ surprised when-The-Chinese girl ‘responded’ by clasping her small-palm TIGHT-On his bigger-Hand…
… Paul ‘peeked’ at Maggi in her Darkglasses ~ blushing with a-shy grin, as she Looked-away when she clutched his sweaty-Palm even harder… The-Boy grinned To-himself…
‘Hallelujah! … she LIKES me, Poe ~ But-we Don’t Rush-her…’
They passed the door entrance à it WAS Like ‘some’ Taylor-Swift concert hall with a-Few hundred-Of-youth Ahead of-Them clapping-&-singing. 2-Female security guards WERE Segregating the-Crowd, with the ‘same’ Scripted-line…
“For-The-FirstTimers à Please follow your School-Lanes! This IS-For your-Sitting arrangements ‘during’ The-Fellowship…!”
Paul realized there WERE 10-Single-file Lanes (with placards of-The Invites à 6 district Schools, and 4-Universities) … the-Boy noticed that including St. George Anglican* – the Soccer-&-Tennis RIVALS of-SHS…
*[… the expat International School where the-Europeans working-In-Perth send-Their-Children, to Continue their UK Cambridge-Education in-Australia] …
Paul Led-Maggi into the Stamford-High School Lane – there WERE 20+ of their schoolmates Ahead. Paul noticed the polio-stricken Terry Donovan ‘present’ with his-GF Bella, among some perplexed Bullmastiff-Fans… who SAW Messi Coming-over while holding the-Chinese-girl’s hand… some waved to-Him… but NoOne spoke to-Him, as they gossiped ‘Paul-&-Yoko’ among-Themselves…
Paul WASN’T Bothered à he HAD Decided that MAGGI WONG was-The-Right GF-for him-in RPL… and NOBODY (racist) Could Tell-Him-Likewise…
He WAS people-watching of the-Students from Other-schools ~ particularly the-Dragons – where their 2-strikers Bobby-Trent and Ronny-Kurtzman WERE present with their-Girlfriends (… and Ronny’s GF ‘was’ a Black-Girl) …
“YO-MESSI!” A familiar voice-Called from-The-rear…
Paul Turned his head, and Looked-above the-shorter Maggi’s head – to See more recognizable faces-Of-the junior Bullmastiff fans à where he Realized Nate-Xaviers Behind, ‘had’ Called him… (and, he WAS-with Jorge ‘Churros’ McFly ~ both came with No-GFs) …
The SHS’ Bullmastiff’s midfielder-&-goalkeeper WERE Cutting the-Line of the junior students to-COME to speak with-Paul…
‘… oh-s***! What DO They Want!? If-ITS Parkour Thingy, I’m NOT-Interested…’
Nate came with a JMS’ Youth flier, and GAVE it-To Paul ~ while he Read, Nate verbalized the-Content…
“Yo! This IS-A LIFE Defying Opportunity à the 30 JMS’ Churches Worldwide, ARE-Organizing a Youth-Mini WorldCup in-The-end of-The-year à They’re Having an Australian Selection, and ALL We have TO-DO is-To-sign UP à which Would-BE Great in our-Resume of PLAYING at-International Level while still-Playing for-School à Churros-&-I wanna Sign-Up, how About you-Messi…Are you With-US…!?”
Paul ‘was’ still-Holding Maggi’s hand ~ and, was Flabbergasted WHEN put-In-the DecisionMaking ‘spot’ ~ nonchalantly he-Uttered…
“… huh, what about-Raymond…!?”
“F***-That Millionaire Bossy puss-punk – we Don’t Need that-A**hole! This is FOR-Us to band-Together…how-About IT!?” Said Nate, WHO Despised-&-Fought with RAY (in-The-canteen) voicing-His-Opinion…
“… yea, F***-Ray ~ we DON’T Need him… we NEED-You, mate!” Churros Seconded…
Paul WAS Speechless – until Maggi squeezed his-PALM ~ and, she SAID…
“This is-GREAT NEWs, don’t you-Think, Paul!? This is WHAT You-Always Wanted, right…!?”
‘… ‘not’ ME ~ This is ‘what’ Paul Messi WANTs…’
“HaHaHa-Awesome! Even ‘your’ Girlfriend Thinks YOU Should-Play ~ what Say-You, Messi…!?” Nate Rejoindered…
… the 13-year-Old WAS still-Dumbstruck… with them waiting-For-His ‘yes’ ~ with MORE gawking-Bullmastiff fans’ eyeballs in-The-rear… waiting-TOO for his-Favorable Decision…
He-sighed inwards…
‘… why-Did you SAY That-For, Mags…!? I KNOW you’re Like Lois-Lane in-LOVE with Superman-Messi ~ but ME-as the-Secret-identity Clark-Kent, ‘was’ reincarnated-In-RPL into the-B-Game’s Mission-Purpose…!
‘… I ‘need’ my-ME TIME… already it’s BEEN a-WEEK à and, I Still Seriously-Don’t KNOW ‘what’ I’m Doing-Here… and WHAT My-Mission IS…!?
‘… until I ‘figure’ My-S*** ~ I-opt-To get LESS Involved with soccer, and more into-Studies to see-Myself graduating… and TO-BE with-you, Mags…’
Paul cleared his-Throat, and replied-Back at Nate, Churros-&-the other rubbernecked Bullmastiff-Fans…
“… err, I’ll Think-About-it…”
“What!!? What is-There to Think-about… this is-A-MillionDollar* Opportunity for nobodies-Like-us… and, you’re Letting-It pass, mate!!?” The bewildered Churros questioned…
*[… the WINNER of-The-JMS’ inter-churches Tournament HAD a-Million USD GrandPrize… TO-BE Split Among-The-TEAM] …
“… come-On, I got Lot-in-My plate… sorry…” The-Boy deflected…
“Oii! The Soccer-Tournaments is 4 month’s in-The-year End – JUST Sign-Up Today… and-Figure-Out the s***-On-your plate in-The-meanwhile, Man!” Nate voiced-His-opinion…
Paul blatantly stuck-To-his-gun, and repeated…
“… OK… I’ll Think-About It…”
Everyone WAS Disappointed ~ even Maggi’s palm Was-a-Limp in-His-hand… without Looking-at her, he squeezed her-Hand…
‘… it’s for the-Best, Mags à LESS Soccer, and MORE Studies… my-Schedule is-pretty Tight in-RPL…’
BeforeLong, all-The-10 lanes WERE filled-Up with less-Than-150 students, of various-Ages, of different schools-&-Higher Learning Institutions. Paul was-Looking-out for his Elder-brother SAFFA… who Wasn’t in-The-line… Then a group-Of-women came and Took-Over from the-Women uniformed-guards… The-Leader wore ALL-Black, and the women who followed her (… mostly older-Teen/JMS’ volunteers) … who ALL wore Purple-tee shirts…
… the group-Of-8 women WAS Led by SHS’ Student Counselor Ms. Lavender-Holyfield, who Said…
“The Event Is-Going start in-A-Moment – We’re distributing Your NAMETAGS for you, To-visit the-Temple Later… don’t Lose-It…”
‘… huh! What temple…!?’
The women WERE handing-Out RED-&-BLUE lanyard neck-hung tags, and a Paper-sticker with Their-names-To-paste on their-Shirts-&-Blouses. He noticed THAT his Nametag was-RED while Maggi-was-BLUE. The majority of the-Tags WERE-Red… about 30-Were Blue. Paul Looked-over at the St. Georges’ school Lane à They TOO-were Mostly wearing RED… except-For Ronny-Kurtzman’s GF…
… Paul ‘was’ figuring-Out what-WAS the color DIFFERENTIATION in-The-tags WERE About…
‘… it Can’t Be-Sexes à most Girls Have Got RED Tags-TOO… what is IT!!?
‘… probably-Its-nothing à I-got into-my Overanalyze-mode…’
After distributing the RED-&-BLUE Nametag lanyard, the women LED Everyone from-The-foyer WENT to a-the ‘first-time’ VISTORS’ Door ~ separating-From The Other Youth Who-Were Regular Sunday Fellowship Attendees…
… Paul ‘was’ Impressed of-Holyfield’s Efficient-Organization-skills when she WAS-Ordering the teen-JMS’ volunteers (… the-Counsellor ‘had’ told-Him in-Their one-On-one Counselling-session that she ‘was’ a-Member of-The-Church’s Committee) …
‘… and ‘held’ the Attendance-sheet Clipboard…’
Paul was still Holding-Maggi’s hand, when the 150 ‘guests’ beelined to-The-visitors’ Door. Ms. Holyfield stood-At-the entrance – and SAW Paul, and placed her Hand-On his-Shoulder… in full-Of-smiles, welcoming-HIM…
“… I’m glad-You Came, Paul – you’ll Receive your-Calling Later in-The-powers Manifested of-The-Master’s Holy-Spirit…”
… Paul Courtesy-Nodded… BUT differed à cos’ the Last-2 Times he SAW Holyfield Were:
* On-WEDNESDAY – when he WENT to-The-Admin to-Receive the-Mayor’s Bravery Award…
‘… I passed your-Office à Saffa-&-CrazyJane ‘were’ there à why ARE you Hooking-Up the-Billionaire’s son ‘with’ that Laydette Gang-member…à while TELLING Me-Off ‘instead’ that I Love-My Brotherr-Saffa FOR-His money… you Don’t MAKE Sense, Ms. Holyfield!!?’
* Then, On-THURSDAY – during the-poor delivery of Late-Billy-Iddo’s Memorial @theGym by Principal-Burnell…
‘… don’t You-WOMEN Have-Empathy-&-Compassionate to-Shun-&-Reject Billy-away, ‘who’ WAS Troubled ‘before’ He-Took his-Life! Where ‘was’ Your Holy-Spirit ‘back’ Then, Ms. Hollyfield? You should HAVE helped him that-Day in-His one-On-one session… and, He’ll Be-ALIVE Today!!!’
Paul WAS getting-More upset by-The-AdultWorld’s Insincere-&-Superficial Behaviors. He Wanted TO-GO Home ~ but he SAW that-Maggi ‘really’ wanted TO-GO ‘this’ Charismatic-Event… and, he calmed-Down, with Positive-Thoughts…
‘… ‘why’ be-A party-pooper, Poe…? WE Came here to-Show Mags-a-Good time, by ‘hanging’ out-With-her ~ who-IS ‘our’ Unofficial GF-in-RPL…’
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The Visitors WERE beelining-In a Narrow tunnel passage to get into-Auditorium of-The-megachurch. Just ahead, were the-gathering of-Chanting-Christian Youth – ‘who’ WERE Mainly Female (3:1 from Male attendees) …
There WAS a Huge Banner à written-In-RED…
‘YOUR MESSIAH AWAITS YOU’
The Girls-Of-ALL Ages WERE Screaming-&-Incantation at the-Top-of their-Lungs…
“SOL, We Love-You! SOL, WE Love-You! Sol, We LOVE-YOU!”
The exiting Visitors from-The-tunnel WERE Freaked-Out BY-THE volatile-Behavior of-the Girls (… who WERE in-A Trance-like) … as the-Guests Exited-the-Tunnel, and walked towards-The-banshee voice-Chanting wild…
“SOL, We Love-You! SOL, WE Love-You! Sol, We LOVE-YOU!”
Paul LOOKED-Up at the 50-meters Tall-&-huge-CUTOUT Billboard of a MAN-&-WOMAN (… in Biblical-robes) ~ that stood Vertically at the MainDoor of-The-auditorium arena… with the RED Wordings-Of ‘Your-Messiah-Awaits-You’…
* On-The-LEFT – the-Man Cutout was-Caucasian ~ Having Blond-Hair, and Blue-Eyes
* On-The-RIGHT – the-Woman Cutout was-Asian ~ Having Dark-Hair, and Brown-Eyes
Upon closer-View, Paul’s JawDropped as he ‘recognized’ The Cutout MAN…
‘… huh! That Looks Like-my LATE Dad ~ Solomon-Walker… but-Dad Doesn’t HAVE Blue-Eyes, and Blond-Hair…!’
“SOL, We Love-You! SOL, WE Love-You! Sol, We LOVE-YOU!”
The-13-year-Old WAS Dazed-&-Stupefied by the Sight-&-Sounds…as he stared-AGAIN At the Writing-On-the Wall…
‘YOUR MESSIAH AWAITS YOU’
‘… Oh-my-God… if-I’m NOT-Mistaken ~ my-Dad-variant is-The-Messiah of a-Cult in THIS B*****-RPL…’