Monday, July 5, 2010

End Chapter 13

     Melissa looked up at Charles who had a terrible look of shame in his eyes. "If you need my advice then you shall have it, but first let me gather my thoughts." she said as she got up from the bed and began pacing back and forth, her hands behind her back, as many thoughts raced through her mind as she stood there. Melissa tried to find the words but it was difficult. With all her education, training and experience it should have been easy for her but, like a ship without a ballast, she was lost. The sayings of a hundred philosophers, and king's, and learned men flashed from one part of her mind to the next. Charles stared up at the beautiful, naked, woman pacing back and forth in the room, she was deep in thought when she turned and crossing her arms over her chest she exhaled and said this. "You will only find peace of mind from within the walls of a prison cell." Melissa said calmly, as she looked down at him, a deep sadness in her voice then she went on "For the care and benefit of your soul you must seek justice here on Earth, so that you may find mercy in Heaven." she paused thinking what a shame it was that our poor little souls are trapped in our flesh bodies, and the evil, awful things we subject our own souls to, out of our greed, jealousy and lust. "So this is the thing that you must do, you must turn yourself in to the police and confess everything you have told me here tonight. Then you can rest easy, knowing you did the right thing to make amends for the crimes you have committed. This is my professional, personal, and spiritual opinion. You may take my advice, or you may take it as far as the door and leave it on the steps when you go. But I tell you this! This is the right thing to do."
     Charles said nothing as he stared up at her. He knew she was right, but he was still afraid. He wanted to speak but had no words to say. He felt numb all over and ready to vomit but he sat there up in her great big bed and wished he had not said anything to her at all. For now all was different between them. The once light hearted friendly mood had changed to a dark and somber stillness like the air in a funeral parlor. Melissa sat next to him taking his hand in hers as she gave a sad little smile as she said. "I know it will be difficult but you must be brave and face justice like a man. There is no hope for you in the outside world. No place you can go, no hour of the day, or the long night, where you can escape from the terrible deeds that plague you and haunt your dreams and torment your soul. No. You will only find quiet sleep in a prison bed." she paused rubbing his hand with her thumb lightly. "If you do this I will arrange for a lawyer to accompany you to the Justice Center and I can come with you, we can do this together, and I will come visit with you all the time." here she smiled her face regaining it's warm glow once again. "I will even go and burn my wedding dress tonight as a show of loyalty and friendship to you."
     Charles laughed a little as he reached over and embraced Melissa giving her a sweet kiss on the forehead. "Beautiful, idealistic Melissa..," he sighed whispering in her ear. "You promise you will come and visit me?"
     "Cross my heart and hope to die." she said, as if they were little children telling secrets in a tree house.
     "Then I will go tomorrow and turn myself in."

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