1st three chapters 'a love to die for

7/24/2019 1st Three Chapters 'a Love to Die for'

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A LOVE TODIEFOR

Your past doesnt have to determine your future!

Will it be happy ever after? In just eight ays ti!e theres a "eing# It "ill be n$

$rinary "eing# The brie an the best !an are in l$ve% but hes !arrie# This is

ab$ut t"$ pe$ple% &avi an 'a!antha% sear(hing f$r l$ve an happiness but al$ng the

"ay they get l$st in lifes jun)% an bef$re the big ay $ne $f the! is a((use $f !urer#

*ef$re &avis !$ther ie% she "arne hi! that se(rets have a ($st# &i he really )n$"'a!antha +$ran% the $nly "$!an he ever l$ve? What "as the ar) se(ret% "hi(h she

"$ul never reveal t$ hi!? At the age $f five she )ne" she "$ul l$ve &avi f$rever% s$

"hy i she )eep running a"ay fr$! the l$ve she (rave f$r?

The harest battle "as the $ne insie his hea# &avi believes that bef$re he (an see a

future% he !ust eal "ith the s(ars $f his past an in his ,uest f$r pea(e% he has t$

$ver($!e his pers$nal e!$ns# -is life ta)es !any ar) t"ists an turns until he finally

has t$ fa(e the truth% an !a)e a life.(hanging e(isi$n# -e has ,uesti$ne every$ne

an everything% until there is $nly $ne he (an trust# The $ne he "$ul ie f$r#

A L$ve t$DieF$r /-A0TER 1


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Do you believe a person can change? she asked him.However, as soon as she had uttered

those hopeful words, she was filled with immense disappointment by his pale face, lost in a

maze of confusion.

He knew her so well and he also knew the smell of danger behind her inflammatory

uestion.

!he was a formidable opponent in an argument when he was feeling uick"witted, but when

he

was feeling fragile # he had no chance.

He stood outside of her house, open"mouthed, unprepared for a competency"based

interview.

$arge droplets of snow fell on his shaggy, black hair, aging him rapidly, and Decembers

cold,

winter air numbed his body. His alcohol"charged headache pounded, longing for the comfort

of his bed, and regretting he had participated in even one of the many drinking games last

night.

%he fingers of his right hand played with the stubble on his chin, trying to work out the

uestion

behind the uestion, which only lead him to further puzzlement. &efore you shoot me, arent

you even going to wish a condemned man a 'erry (hristmas?

)ust answer the bloody uestion will you?

*kay, okay, +m sorry, he said. or goodness sake, give me a break will you? +ve had

two

hours sleep and +ve got the mother of all hangovers. He had hardly e-pected another hostile

reception, uite the contrary, as during the precarious drive to her house he had convinced

himself of the possibility of peace on earth. He had a renewed optimism when he walked up

to

her door and a positive energy was flowing through his veins. His befuddled mind had


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somehow managed to paint a bright future for the couple, but this inspired portrait of hope

had

been vandalised by her stinging response. %he last time they met they had made love for

hours,

but one telephone call had ruined a perfect afternoon. +t changed everything and she ended up

screaming at him to leave the house.

Dont worry, it really doesnt matter anymore, she said, dismissing him with her waspish

demeanour.

His eyes gazed at her acid manner and he did his level best to reply to her loaded uestion.

ell people try to change, but + dont think a persons pre"built character traits can ever

change.

hat a shame, she said, acknowledging to herself the right decision had been made.

hat have + said now?

/othing, she replied, folding her arms. +t was my one last throw of the dice.

hat are you talking about? he asked, scrambling to retrieve the dire situation. +f +ve

done

something wrong, lets kiss and make up. + love you. His desperate plea had appeared to

appease her when her eyes smiled at him.

+m not kissing you, she said. 0ou stink of beer and curry.

1 wry smile appeared on his face and he replied, +s that all you can say to me?

hat do you want me to say?

ell here am + trying to win you over and you tell me + stink.

!he playfully hit him on the arm and said, 0ou do.

1nyway, what do you e-pect? he said. + went to the worst stag party ever last night. %he

flirtatious banter had given him the confidence to lean over and kiss her soft, pouting lips.

%he

snowman on his red (hristmas 2umper melted when they gripped each other tightly, and she

trembled when his hand stroked her hair, and then the two lovers kissed once more.


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%heir eyes sparkled when they looked longingly at each other, but their torment was

impossible to mask.

eve really messed this whole thing up, havent we? he said.

%iming was never our strong point, was it? she said, fighting away the tears.

0ou dont have to, you know.

eve talked about this and its for the best, she replied.

&ut, what about us?

%heres no us, she said, gazing at the pain behind his bloodshot eyes.

+f only3

%here can be no regrets, she said. eve been through all this so many times and we 2ust

keep coming back to the same old, tired conclusion. 0oure married and thats that.

%his is not the happy ever after + imagined.

+ know. + know. +ts all gone so horribly wrong, hasnt it? she replied, her heart telling her

one thing and her head another, but somehow she knew she was making the best out of a bad

situation # believing, he could never change.

ell, + guess +ll see you in the church then.

0es, and dont forget the rings3or the speech.

+ dont know if +m going to get through this.

ere not children anymore. $ike it or not, +m getting married in eight days time andyoure

going to be the best man.

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%he sun did not shine. 1n army of dark, sinister clouds, bursting with rain, had camouflaged

a multi"cultural town, adding further discouragement to an already cheerless &o-ing Day


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morning.

David %anner entered the tired, old caf5 and was welcomed by the flamboyant 6hanaian

owner, 1lbert. 1lbert was affectionately nicknamed 7ofi, after 7ofi 1nnan who had once

served as the !ecretary"6eneral of the 8nited /ations. %he tall, wiry figure endured the

tiresome reuest of 9two 7offees, 7ofi, please: both with a broad smile and a great spirit.

However, the tepid 2oke had backfired on David, as his favourite beverage was tea, but 7ofi

always believed it was coffee, and he was too embarrassed to say anything to the contrary.

%he caf5 was hardly lu-urious though it served its purpose, which was to simply escape for

a

little while from the rigours of life. David sat alone in the corner, by the broken radiator and

with his eyes closed in shame, trying to erase the grieving thoughts from his perpetual,

throbbing head. /ot only was yesterday a day he cared to forget, but also it would be the last

day he would see !amantha before she walked down the aisle. +f he had said yes to her

uestion,

she might have taken a chance on him and life would have turned out differently. However,

he

couldnt change and those truthful words had given her the strength to finally let go of her

belief in him. 1 grin briefly appeared on his forlorn face, when he recalled a light"hearted

article in a magazine. +t read; 9omen marry men e-pecting them to change, but they dont

and men marry women e-pecting they wont change, but they do.:

+t had been a depressing (hristmas Day, but the love story was over and this time there was

no happy ending. However, in his heart there would always be a flicker of hope for !amantha

and the light of love would never go out. He was constantly haunted by tormenting voices

and

the only way to destroy them was to confront and purge them. He had been awake all night

thinking through this internal cleansing process and he concluded,the best time to start was

today. hat more had he got to lose?


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!uddenly, Davids inner turmoil was rudely interrupted by the rush of cold damp air when

the

caf5 door opened. Darkness momentarily shrouded the familiar face of an old man when he

walked through the door and as soon as he clapped eyes on David, he cracked a smile

revealing

his yellow and black teeth. His unkempt beard hid his lined face< his large ears were infested

with coarse hair and under his unruly eyebrows, his sunken eyes, which held so much pain.

David instantly smelt the stale odour,emanating from the old man who was now sitting

opposite him. He was annoyed, as all the tables were available e-cept this one. David 2ust

wanted to be left alone, lost in his thoughts today and he absolutely loathed small"talk, hating

the horrible, awkward feeling when hes run out of things to say.

%he dishevelled !tan !chulz was a doctor of medicine until his wife died and, for many long

years after his tragic loss, he lived rough on the streets of $uton. He was well"known by the

community " like clockwork at =>;>>am, he would enter the caf5 and be welcomed by 7ofi

with a free mug of coffee and a piece of millionaires shortbread.

Davids lack of memory for names constantly brought him great embarrassment and he

commenced the conversation by calling !tan, (harles, after the brilliant cartoonist, which

rewarded him with an e-pletive and a dagger stare from the easily"offended recipient.

%he old mans breath reeked of whisky, his manner brusue and his tongue " razor sharp. He

had a bolshie attitude towards the status uo and he didnt suffer fools gladly. isps of salt

and pepper hair were scrapped across his head in a futile attempt to hide his bald"pate and

ugly

thread veins displayed his drinkers nose. %he old man didnt live life. He 2ust e-isted. %o the

younger mans utter surprise !tan !chulzs said, 0ou look terrible. hats up with you?

/othing, David replied, whilst his eyes were at once drawn to the old mans ears. He had a

9thing: about unsightly hair. He disliked it intently and he tried to divert his attention away


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from !tans sea urchin ears, but he ended up staring at them even more until he caught the old

mans dark eyes uestioning his strange fascination. David looked guiltily at !tan and

confessed, +m sorry, but +ve got a lot on my mind " been up all night worrying about it.

1nyway, you dont want to hear about my problems, do you?

roblems? %he young people of today worry about everything and nothing until they get to

my ripe old age and then they finally realise theyve been worrying about nothing of any

significance. He then stared into Davids sad eyes and said, ell if you give a poor old man

a fiver for a (hristmas drink, +ll let you bore me rigid for five minutes. ive minutes mind,

as

any more of your drivel would be too much for me old ticker to take.

0oure too kind, David replied, smirking at the old mans candour # had life really come to

this? He handed !tan a crisp five pound note and took a deep breath. here do + begin?

ive minutes now.

+ know " five minutes. ithout a second thought he said, ell, for starters, +m in a

loveless

marriage, the person whom + truly love is getting married ne-t !unday and +m the best man.

'y mum died and + miss her so much. 'y father and + havent spoken for over ten years and

oh yes3+m being blackmailed.

%here was a long uncomfortable pause, whilst !tan slowly digested what the younger man

had 2ust shared. ithout saying anything, he rose from his chair to leave.

$ike a helpless child, David said, lease dont go # +ve got so much more to tell you.

!tan gave the younger man back the five pound note and said, 0ou need this money more

than + do, but my suggestion to you is get drunk " get very, very drunk. He then hastily left

the

sobering caf5 and a dumbfounded David %anner to sit and think about the rest of his life"time

of secrets on his own.


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!amantha )ordan stared out of her living room window on a wet &o-ing Day morning to

watch the rain sweeping away any traces of yesterdays snow. +n seven days time she would

fulfil every young girls dream and get married, but why did she feel so empty inside? !he

replayed yesterdays (hristmas Day pantomime fiasco when she asked David if a person

could

change. He infuriatingly hadnt read her imaginary script and recited some foreign words she

didnt want to hear. !he had fed him with so many hopeful lines in the past and he regularly

spilled out undesirable replies, so why had she e-pected anything different. David wasnt the

saviour on a white horse, which she had hoped for. +t was a dream # 2ust a dream and it had to

end.

!he held an old newspaper cutting in her hand and said, 0ou were right, David " 2ust wasted

years and endless tears. Her beautiful emerald eyes read the article, which she kept securely


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in her desk drawer. +t was a day in which she would never forget and it would haunt her for

the

rest of her life. Days were the death of her, as they sometimes appeared to be too long or too

short, but when one looks back on life too few. %here were days when she never wanted them

to end, but there were far too many in which she would simply choose to forget. !he smiled

and shook her head at the absurdity of life. hen she was young, she wished those endless

days would fly away, but when she was much older, she would wish for the days of her youth

to be clawed back. @veryone had twenty.four hours in one day, but why did some people

accomplish so much more than others? !he feared her life would be spent figuring out what

days were for and missing out on en2oying them to the full. !he resigned herself to the simple

truth, days come and go, but before one knows they are all gone.

!he screwed up the piece of paper into a small ball and threw it in anger across the dark

pokey

room and thought is this it? +s this all life has to offer? !he picked up a large carving knife

and

stared at the enticing silver blade. +t hovered dangerously close to her wrist while dark voices

in her head tempted her to end the pain, but she instantly dropped it, as if a bee had 2ust stung

her. !amantha broke down and cried out, ont anyone save me from his hell?

%he desired present, over this magical time of the year, was nowhere to be seen under the

bare

(hristmas tree. !he had waited for her rince (harming to give her the glass slipper, which

would of course have fitted her perfectly, but she begrudgingly accepted " this was no fairy

tale. !he wondered how something so right could go so horribly wrong and her pained

e-pression subconsciously began to turn into a smile, when her mind recalled the first time

she

ever laid her eyes on David %anner.

hen he was five years of age, his parents bought him a pedal"racing car and he was the

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of all of his friends. %hey loved to come around to his house 2ust to play with the new car,

which had a huge picture of a roaring lion on the black leather"driving seat. %he car was the

main attraction at his cowboys and +ndians party, until a small girl tapped the birthday boy on

the shoulder and light"heartedly said, Howdy cowboy; hats your name?

%he surprised child said, David.

Happy birthday, the little girl replied, handing a dumb struck David a card and a very large

present.

8m3who are you then? he asked, but the enamoured boy couldnt take his eyes off her,

even when he received the tempting gift.

+m !amantha )ordan, she replied.

0oure not a cowboy or an +ndian.

+ know, she said, touching his arm. Do you mind?

/ah, it doesnt bother me at all, he said, laughing. /obodys really interested, e-cept in my

new car.

8nbeknown to the preoccupied David, a curly red haired boy defiantly sat in the popular

pedal

car. His piggy, blue eyes burned with 2ealousy, whilst staring at his best friend talking to a

girl.

David stood, mouth wide open, and with a vacant e-pression scribbled all over his round

face,

he gazed at her !hirley %emple hairdo. He had to admit she looked pretty in her pink party

frock, but he usually didnt like girls. He simply didnt understand them. %hey didnt like

comics, bikes or playing boys games. %hey would sit in the corner with their silly dolls and

giggle with their friends about absolutely nothing. However, this girl was different and he

liked

her immediately. %here was now no feeling of discomfort in the long silences between the

two

of them. inally, with a puzzled e-pression David simply said, + dont know you, do +?


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'y mummy knows yours and so + got invited to your party. !amantha )ordan instantly

loved

being with the shy boy, who had a mop of charcoal black hair. !he felt no matter how many

times he combed it, his hair would always look messy. David was like a toy, as his cheeky

pale

face would often glow a bright red when she touched him. !he knew he liked her when she

saw everyone else playing with his birthday present, but he was totally disinterested.

His newfound friend captivated him. David smiled at her and they stared at each other

momentarily. +m glad you came.

'e too, she said.

hat school do you go to?

!ame as yours.

Her reply instantly e-cited him, but he couldnt understand it, and so he asked, 1re you

2oking?

+ wouldnt lie to you, she replied, with a doe"eyed look.

David regretted ever uestioning her honesty and his pudgy cheeks glowed with

embarrassment. He knew the girl standing in front of him was special.

!he naturally held his hand and said, +m starting my new school on 'onday.

David uickly pulled his hand away 2ust in case any of his friends saw them. How come?

ell, my mummy is going to get married to a Daniel atterson.

ill it make you happy, !am? he asked.

+ like it, she replied, with a wonderful look of delight. /obody has ever called me !am

before.

+ll call you !am, then3well, will it?

ill it what?

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hy? she said, admiring the serious e-pression on his face.

+ want you to be happy.

%hey simply stared at each other until !amantha piped up. ell, it does mean + have a

daddy, she replied. +ve never had one before.

David felt a bit awkward and he didnt know what else to say, so he 2ust said, *h, and

unconsciously continued to move his feet from side to side.

!amantha smiled at him and said, +ve got a new house too, and a big garden and my

bedroom is pinker than pink.

%he two friends were inseparable for the rest of the party. hen it was time for !amantha to

go, she kissed the cowboy on his cheek, as his face burned once more with embarrassment,

and

thought # 9David %anner, +m going to love you forever.:

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ithin a matter of minutes of !tan !chulz leaving the old caf5, Davids creative mind had

plucked out of its vast memory bank another day he wished had never happened. He had

more

than his fair share of them.

%he warfare raged deep inside of him on this miserable !unday, as the brutal scene played

out

in his mind, and it triggered a reliving of his past crimes and misdemeanours. He yearned to

be

free from the shackles of guilt and condemnation, but the devil on his shoulder was building

up new strongholds of an-iety in his head by forcing him to relive his thirty.five years on this

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%he savage rain hit the old caf5 window like a drum, but the incessant noise couldnt deter

him from staring into the abyss, as his fragile world had been shattered. &y saying goodbye to

!amantha it meant a closure of their life together, which he tenaciously fought in his mind to

resist. He mulled over and over again in his head an old, but pertinent, uestion. 9hy donAt

we always recognize the moment love begins, but we always recognize the moment it ends?:

David felt so ashamed, as he carefully thought through the plethora of opportunities life had

furnished him, but foolishly hadnt taken, and now he was once again consumed with bitter

regrets. He thought of a comment, which he had made to his father when he was a child that

9if: was a small word, but possessed a great meaning. His fathers face beamed with pride at

the young boys wisdom and said, +f you trust in the $ord with all of your heart and dont

lean

on your own understanding and, in all your ways acknowledge Him, He will make your paths

straight. Bemember this precious gem my son in the good and the inevitable bad times.

He shook his head and uestioned why he only ever accepted the advice, which he wanted

to

hear. %his had painfully resulted in him having to learn lifes lessons the hard way. His

uncontrollable anger and lack of self"discipline had left behind a trail of destruction, which

on

his own he could never rebuild. +n flashbacks, his troubled mind began to select those key

moments in his life, which were now replaying before him.

He recalled his father trying to warn him away from many of the hazardous pitfalls, which

the old man had encountered in life. David cringed, whilst he finally accepted his fathers

constant preaching was really a heart to heart chat with his wayward son.

David reflected on those missed opportunities and he kept persecuting himself with an

avalanche of uestions. ould life have turned out so differently if he hadnt have taken the

path he was offered when he was si-? hat would have happened if !amantha had run away

with him? @ven though he wanted to, he couldnt bring back the lost time. He didnt want to


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entertain anyones sympathy either. He had to encounter all this pain before he finally bowed

his knee and asked for forgiveness for all the classified information, which he had securely

locked away inside of him.

%his proud man had been weighed down by the heaviness of his secrets and sins, but today

was the day he desired to make the mess of his life into a positive message for others by

writing

his story. @veryone had at least one book in them and this was his, and if he could be used in

some small way to help others, this entire painful tale would have been worth it.

Having an idea was one thing, but having the drive and the passion to take that idea andmake

something of it was another, but so many of them never came to fruition due to the lack of a

relentless spirit. David passionately believed the plan and the purpose for his life was to

write.

He had wasted so much of his time, but this was the day he was going to take a leap of faith

and he wasnt going to give up. He knew the task, which lay before him wasnt going to be

easy, as he had given up on every dream he ever had. However, David wished this dream

would

be different. He then took a deep breath and commenced tapping on the keyboard of his

laptop

with his inde- finger.

%he cathartic e-ercise of writing his testimony had already brought back many bitter

memories. He had been told the power of the written word could change a persons heart and

renew their mind. Did he really believe it? *f course not, it was all nonsense. How could a

person change? +t was a wonderful thought, but in reality he didnt believe it was possible.

%he negative thoughts, which had hindered him from ever moving ahead in his life tried to

drag

him back into a black hole of depression, but he wrestled in his mind against the temptation

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stop typing and wallow in self"pity. %he dream to keep hope alive began to help him to

refocus

on the uncomfortable self.e-amination process. His head was filled with ideas, thoughts and

emotions and he was pulled so swiftly from one to another " He felt as if he was on a fragile

boat, which was being tossed back and forth by colossal, crashing waves.

*ne moment he became buoyed by the e-citement of finally doing something positive with

his life and he wanted to scream out like )immy (agney had done in 9hite Heat.: He

thought,

9+m on top of the world, 'a.: However, it wasnt long before the passing moment of

happiness

was brutally snatched away from him and he was once again presented with the dark,

unforgiving scenes of his past. 1n unbelievable pain surged through him, like a sharp thorn in

his side, when he thought about his mother, 6race. He typed; $ife was full of highs and lows

and all the stuff in the middle was the irrelevant padding, which simply faded away in ones

memory.

Davids mind uickly moved down a path of boyhood escapism, which was his shield to

deflect his torment and he mentally ran away from the harrowing picture of his mothers

premature death, which was being rapidly downloaded into his head. +t was a bitter pill to

swallow and he sprinted towards an enticing large metal door in his head so he could enter

another world; 1 world, which would free his thoughts from those haunting images of

persecution. %he inevitable trials and tribulations were lifes character builders, but he had

learnt a secret way of filing them. However, it was always 2ust a temporary solution to an

ongoing nightmare. %he demons always struck at the right time, but today he was determined

to e-orcise them. He opened the cast iron door in his mind to start an e-citing new adventure.


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David had stepped through the doorway into the world of his imagination and the espionage

adventure was playing out before his eyes.The oak moon shone brightly and the howl of the

icy wind chilled the steely resolve of Hiro Yoshi. The Japanese overnment had employed the

prodigiously talented minister and entrusted him to undertake many topsecret assignments"

but none like this latest pro#ect. He impatiently waited for the $%&'pm train to take him from

Tokyo to his home in Yokohama" but he felt an eerie sense of someone following him and he

gripped his black leather attach( case tightly" as if his very life depended on it.

) sense of dire inevitability had shrouded the evening and the *uestion by a small boy

wearing a white baseball cap and holding a red balloon had resonated in his mind. The child

had innocently asked him% +,hy did you become a politician- The simplicity" but potency" of

the *uestion knocked the inister sideways and the darkness inside him temporarily lifted"

remembering all his passionate reasons of working towards a better place to live for the

people

of Japan. However" over the years" the greed for power had eroded those beliefs and

compromise and skulduggery had replaced them.

)s he waited for the train" he thought of his grandfather who had served in the first wave of

torpedo bombers" which attacked /earl harbour in 0120. He an3iously reflected on the

immense shame" which he would bring upon his proud family" if the world ever knew what lay

in his hands.

The ambitious inister had made a grave mistake" as in his relentless pursuit to rule his

country he had foolishly entered into a blood contract with the leader of an organisation

called

orte. This reckless act meant" he had to steal and smuggle out of the guarded government


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fortress many secret documents and he felt as if he had sold his soul to the devil.

He restlessly looked around and knew he wouldnt feel safe until he finally left the country"

which he loved for good. He had sacrificed everything and in his case was the dark secret"

which would not only incriminate him" but would upset the worlds current balance of power.

Hiro Yoshi finally breathed a huge sigh of relief as he entered his flat" yet within a matter of

seconds the astute inister felt something was terribly wrong. He rushed into the living

room"

leaving the front door wide open" and saw a note on the table" which read" 45ts over. Youre

dead.6

) tall man dressed in black stood in front of the doorway and a lock 7& handgun was

pointing straight at the Japanese inisters head.Yoshi had partaken in many intricate

negotiations in his time" but this was going to be one too many his de3terity in word play

would be fruitless. However" he still wouldnt capitulate.

)n arranged swapping of cases at the train station had gone to plan" but had the man in

black

observed the switch- During the predictably sparse dialogue between the two men" Hiro

Yoshi

coolly opened the briefcase and ga8ed at an old 9ambu pistol.

He resigned himself to an honourable death" but as he clumsily grabbed the gun a single

bullet struck his chest and the piercing blue eyes of the assassin instantly saw the inister

become a piece of Japanese history.

David %anner would never cease to be amazed by the never"ending capacity of the human

brain. His body was in a cold caf5 in $uton, but at the same time his mind had propelled him

across the other side of the world to witness a murder. His innovative mind kept distracting

the

aspirant writer by luring him to open the many doors of temptation.

*ver the years, David had become hard hearted to another loss of life by watching the news


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on the television. However, the subliminal shots of his mother continually reminded him of it

being a different matter when the death affected him personally. He peered around the

imaginary door to see if the painful images of 6race %anner lying in the hospital bed, making

a deathly eerie sound, had disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief " the coast was clear.

David

was back once again in the real world and he continued to tap away on his keyboard whilst

his

mind reminded him of yesterdays events once more.

Heglanced out of the caf5 window and longed to be with !amantha. here was she? hat

was she doing now? as she thinking about him? 1 week today and !amantha would be

walking down the aisle and he would be watching, as the love of his life was getting married

to someone else. 1nd when the priest asked if anyone ob2ected to this marriage, let them

speak

now or forever hold their peace, how could he refrain his tongue from crying out. He loved

!amantha and his heart ached for her. He wished she was here with him # holding him tight.

David recalled a lazy !unday afternoon he spent with her. +t was =CC # the year of

9!chindlers $ist: # 9)urassic ark: and the song, which many people couldnt get out of

their

heads # 9'r. $overman: by !habba Banks. %hey were 2ust seventeen " having fun and

en2oying

a picnic in the park " lying on the grass with the sun light shining down on them.

!amantha looked at her cowboy and then laid her head on his chest. !he began to toy

whether

or not she should ask him a burning uestion, but after a while it was simply too hot to keep

inside of her. hat if there was no right or wrong? she said. hat would you do?

!amantha wasnt the type of girl to ask a uestion for the sake of asking one. He was sure

she

had a more personal, ulterior motive. He wondered where this conversation was leading toand


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as his natural instinct was to err on the side of caution, he decided to tactfully play a straight

bat. + dont know, he replied. hat about you?

0oure not getting out of the uestion that easily sunshine, she said, sitting bolt upright,and

gazed at him in a surly manner. (mon, start to use your old grey matter for once in your

life.

David inspected her with his eyes and he thought of a response, which may alleviate the

tense

situation. *kay, then3 he said in a half"decent )ohn ayne voice, +d get off my horse #

stroll over to the bank # get out my gun " take a million bucks " buy my doll the biggest,shiniest

ring the world has ever seen # get down on my knee and say3 David stopped in mid"

sentence,

suddenly it dawned on him of his folly " he had taken his antics a little too far. His shyness

resurfaced and he felt a bit awkward.

!he held his hand and said, 6o on.

ell +"+"+d ask um3. %here was another uncomfortable pause before he said, 3b"b"but

were 2ust playing the 9what if: game, right?

!o you dont want to marry me then? she asked, making David suirm inside.

/"n"no, + didnt mean er... + dont, David said, desperately trying to think of a way out of

the self"inflicted predicament, which he had once again found himself in.

hat did you mean then?

+ do want to3er well, you know3but + um dont want to... at the moment.

Dont you love me?

+ d"do...er l"l"like you very much, he said, wanting the ground to open up and swallow

him.

0ou really know how to sweep a girl off her feet. Had you worried though, didnt +? she

said and then laughed forcefully.


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He breathed a huge sigh of relief. &ig time.

!amantha pondered for a moment and asked, hen do you think well?

He uickly interrupted her with a kiss and then replied, *ne day.

!he tried to hide her disappointment and said, 0eah, great " one day. !he then changed the

sub2ect and asked, hat do you want to do with your life?

hat apart from being a superhero, you mean? he said, trying not to laugh.

*h, be serious for once in your life, she said, in an e-acerbated tone.

+ am being serious, he replied, with a huge grin on his face.

1ll right then, +ll play # you big child. +f you were a superhero, who would you be?

%hats easy, he replied. + would be the Demon Destroyer.

hat? /ot !uperman or !piderman?

/ah, the Destroyer every time for me.

3 but he hasnt got any super"powers.

+ know, but he gets the demons out of your life.

!amantha replied, %hen + want to be the Destroyer too.

3 3 3

!amanthas mind swiftly took her away from the cowboys and +ndians party and she rued an

undeniable fact, her childhood had been cruelly snatched away. Her magical pink bedroom

had

been turned into a place of solitary confinement and like a caged bird, she still longed to be

set

free from a life of total darkness.

1 person was capable of change. %his vibrant young girl had been changed by a low"life " 1

piece of scum. Her mind wrestled with her condemning demons who were shouting, 90oure


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guilty " 6uilty of a heinous crime.:

!he screamed back, 9He gave me no choice. hat choice had +, but to3?: !he stopped

herself

and tried to brush her tormenting demons aside. &efore long, !amantha )ordan reasoned,

91nyone would have done the same in my situation, wouldnt they?:

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