After ending my call with Frank, I went to my room and slept. I was so exhausted even though I practically did nothing exhausting. However, I couldn't stop thinking about my encouter with Mr John. I didn't tell Frank about it yet because he was kind of busy, but I would surely tell him the next day. I would also love to share the story with Aunt Vicky, it's not something one should keep quiet about.
What if the man's wife comes and start talking to Aunt Vicky about it, what if she ends up saying things that didn't happen? For example, like telling her she caught me and her husband discussing twice. I know for sure Aunt Vicky will not believe her but I didn't know what others will think, other neighbors and even Jessica herself. She might spread rumors across the streets that I was trying to snatch our neighbor's husband. She might as well feed her friends the story. I heaved a sigh as I continued thinking until eventually I slept.
When I woke up thr following day, I took shower as usual and got myself dressed before going downstairs to cook. Whatever I would be cooking had to be for three, not just me alone or me and Jessica. Hence, I decided to make coffee for Aunt Vicky and filled it in a flask. Then I made some snacks for her and wrapped them with a paper.
After that, I fried some eggs, irish potatoes, and made some tea for both Jessica and I. Hence, I package everything in a basket and headed outside the house. Jessica was lucky I wasn't like her, if she was the one that prepared that meal she wouldn't include mine with her mom's when going to the hospital. But I was different, I included both hers and mine, and began heading to the hospital.
Just as I passed by Mr John's house, I didn't see anybody around. There was no sign of them, nor their SUV. They must have left early for work and school today. Thank God the woman didn't come back asking about what I was discussing with her husband, although I locked the door and went to be, hence she might have come but met the door locked. Right? Well, I didn't really know. For all I care, I owed her nothing. She should take things up with her husband, he was the one at fault.
Of course he was, if he didn't approach me I would never step my foot on the premise let alone knock their door and start discussing with her husband. I wasn't that kind of her person, and I wasn't a nosy neighbor. I was an introvert that only loved being around the people I cherished or trusted with my life and soul. Although sometimes, I loved being around arrogant family members too. Like Jessica, the replica of our grandmother. Not by looks but by malevolence. If I had knew about her earlier, I wouldn't have expect anything good from her with such a very bad history.
Although according to Aunt Vicky she confessed and repented before dying, however that's not enough to make me forget what I heard she did. And every time I remembered, I would feel bad for Mam Camila. She didn't really deserve to go through such pain, nobody deserve it. Not even our worst enemies, everyone deserves to enjoy their matrimonial home.
Or so I thought. But I was happy that Mam Camila forgave her long before she even learned that she died. She really had a very good heart, something rare nowadays. You hardly see people with such a good heart, people willing to forgive other people regardless of the pain they afflicted on them. I have a good heart, or so I thought but I knew I wouldn't compare mine with Mam Camila. Hopefully I would learn to be a very good person like her, loving, caring, and willing to forgive at all times.
I kept on walking until suddenly, a car parked in front of me. And it wasn't just any car, it was a patrol vehicle and the person driving was Lorraine. "Where to?" she asked as she alighted from the car without even waiting for me to greet her.
"To the hospital" I said. Thus she gestured to me to get into the car.
"Get in, let me drop you there" she said as she gently returned back into the car. Wow, that was great. I didn't really thought I would get a lift but here it is, how happy I was. I huffed in relief as I walked closer to the car and first pulled the pack passenger door open and dropped my basket before shutting the door and entering through the front passenger door. "Don't forget to put on your seatbelt" she reminded me the moment I shut the door off.
"Thank you!" I said and quickly fastened my seatbelt.
"You are welcome" she said as she started the car. "Where were you yesterday?" she asked while driving. I didn't know what she was talking about or the point she was trying to make, hence I wrinkled a brow at her.
"Yesterday? Where?" I asked. Then suddenly the thought of the Walter's Mansion and the what happened yesterday bounced into my mind. Did Jessica said anything to her about it, or did she called her when she was looking for me? Indeed she had wanted involving the police but I warned her not to and assured her that I was fine. But how comes Lorraine asked where I was? I thought deeply to myself.
"Yes, yesterday. I was at the hospital in the evening and I didn't see you, where were you?" she said and that made me heaved a sigh in relief. At least she wasn't talking about what I thought about, at least now my mind would be at rest. I cleared my throat, ready to reply her question.
"I was at home, Aunt Vicky urged me to go and have some rest" I responded in a respective manner.
"Oh, okay. Good!" she huffed. "Sorry about that day at the station, I had send you guys out because... I thought you did or said something bad to Jessica. She was crying, you know, and I didn't want you guys to make life unbearable for her even more as she was already not enjoying her stay in there" she apologized for what I even forgotten had happened.
"It's okay, ma, it's fine. I know you were only doing your job, that's why I wasn't angry or sad when you threw us out. Infact I was so happy to eventually realized that Jessica confessed, at least our words worked on her" I said wearing a smile on my face as I remembered what happened.
"Yeah, I was also surprised too. Although, " she paused and continued, "I had hope you would talk her into doing what's right, I believe in you" she said, flattering me. I was happy to hear such from her, I never knew she believed in me too. Just like Aunt Vicky and others.
"Thanks for believing in me, I really appreciate it" I thanked her.
"You are welcome" she said and continued driving. Thus, she gisted me about Reade, that the Federal Investigation Bureau had come for him and had took him away together with Downey. When I asked if she had heard from them ever since, she told me she did. And that it was no longer a state or local case but Federal crime that could only be handled by the federal agency. That means we might not hear from them again, or at least not soon.
Somehow, I felt sorry for them. But they deserved what happened to them. They were so reckless, you know? Hence they deserved what they got. Jessica was so lucky I was able to convince her into changing her mind, otherwise she would have been with them too about being convicted. And Aunt Vicky would have been restless, trying all her best to see her daughter is granted bail or released.
Jessica knew the kind of problems her stupidity would have caused her and her mom that was why she thought extensively and decided to change her mind. And hopefully, she was able to do her research herself and learn more about Reade's betrayal. Next time, she would be very careful about who to trust, and when given advice by someone she would try as much as she could to pay heed or think twice about it, not fight or even turn that person into enemy for trying to show her the way.
Just as we arrived at the hospital, she dropped me and thanked her. Thus, she told me to extend her regards to Aunt Vicky and that she would try and fix a time to pay her a visit again. "Okay ma" I said in acknowledgement and then headed straight into the hospital building. While heading there, I met Jessica on the hallway walking towards my direction. We were facing each other. And the moment we walked closer to each other, I stopped and tried to say a word to her... a "Good morning", but she pretended as if she had a call. She placed her phone on one of her ears and began saying, "Hello, hello... good morning, how are you?" as we walked past each other.
A meer drama, I didn't even know when I smiled and shook my head. She should have done better than that, yes... she should have just walked past me without that drama. At least I would know that she was bold enough for it. But pretending to be making a call? That was childish, seriously... and it doesn't make any sense. It only showcases how scared she was to openly keep malice with me.
By the way, where was she heading to? To get breakfast? Well, if she was going to buy something for her mom just like she did yesterday then I am afraid she would be wasting her monkey as I already brought breakfast with me for her, her mom, and myself! I thought to myself as I walked past Mrs Smith office.
Suddenly, I felt the urge to check on her and greet her today for her job – weldon – because she had really done a lot for us that we could only thank her for, but we could in no way pay her back for everything she did. She was really a good woman, and even Aunt Vicky testified. She said among our neighbors, she was the only one she trusted. The rest were more like, just neighbors, and that included Mr and Mrs John, or should I say Rita and her husband, John.
Those two were really something else, the husband however seemed to be lonely. Like someone who was going through a lot. Only that he couldn't share his dilemma, but to be honest he looked worried when he came to me the day prior. And now I was beginning to think his wife, Rita was depriving him of his marital right, or perhaps she wasn't satisfying him as she should on bed.
But whatever the case might be, if he wasn't a psychopath then he wouldn't have come to me for s*x. I mean, why not just go out to clubs and get a woman that is willing to do that for money? Or was he picky? He even had the guts to despise Jessica, preferring me over her in that aspect. I would really be glad if he goes to the club and get himself someone to be chilling or enjoying his life with, although he might not want to be caught by his wife someday... and you know, it's a small town.
If someone that knew his family spotted him, he would must likely report him to his wife. And that would cause chaos as the wife was the jealous type. I could remember when she came to ask the conversation her husband and I had, I was really surprised. And she didn't even went straightforward when she came to ask me, she fooled me first by promising to tell me something but would like to know what her husband was talking to me about. Sadly, I fell for it and after getting her answer she left.
If a woman could do that, that means she was jealous. I would be patiently waiting for her second visit, I would tell her whatever she wanted to know about her husband's craziness. That way, she wouldn't be looking at me somehow as if I was trying to snatch her husband away or something. And if she's not happy with his behavior around the street, then she better suggest they relocate before he ended up causing a lot of trouble around.
As a man with high libido, it would only be a matter of time before we all start hearing about someone taking advantage of people's women or even young girls. It used to happen, perhaps not in this place but it used to happen in other countrysides. I could remember the case of Jeremiah in GraverLand, the guy with the most questionable personality. He started by giving children ice cream and taking pictures with them. Then gradually, children began complaining about being visited by him and a clown.
The clown at first was seen as a friendly ice cream man, whom Jeremiah used to buy ice cream from for the children. But then it turned out that, he was Jeremiah's childhood friend. The too had a deal, to first fool the children into believing in them and eventually taking advantage of them. It had been long, hence I couldn't really tell much about it. But at the end of thr day, some children were missing and the Jeremiah and his friend were arrested. The two then confessed to their evil acts and revealed where they kept the girls they turned into their... I didn't even know if I should continue with this, it was really heartbroken!
