Thinking You’re Smarter Than They Are Part 2

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So they told him that they were going to follow him home and talk to this “roommate” for themselves before they decided whether or not they were going to take him to jail for disturbing the peace.  Thinking that he was drunk, they had administered a breathalyzer test already but it came back negative.  Knowing that something wasn’t right, they were determined to find out what was going on!

By this time, I am sleeping soundly having made the proper conclusion that something had gone wrong and not feeling like dealing with it until later in the day.  I heard my door open and another roommate was at my bed whispering in my ear that the cops were there, inside the door, and wanting to talk to me.  Trying to shake the deep sleep out of my head, my heart leapt into my throat!  “They are already inside?!”

Oh my God!  All my well laid plans were shot to hell, now what was I gonna do?!  Telling myself not to panic, I told them to inform the officers that I was getting dressed and would be out momentarily.  I also said to try to get them out from in front of the door which was a straight shot down the hallway from my bedroom and they would see me as soon as I came through the door.

Grabbing the few things that were on my bedside table and throwing them into the tote, my mind was racing!  I couldn’t hit the balcony from my window, it was too far!  I had fallen asleep with my clothes on so that bought me a few minutes.  I cracked open the door and peeked out to see the police were facing away from the door as they stood half-way in between the living room and hallway.

As quietly as I possibly could, I opened the door the rest of the way and pulled the tote out behind me; silently cracked open the door of the next room and tossed it in to another person waiting in there to take it from me.

Whew!  Okay, that solved, I walked down the hall to talk to the two officers who were now looking at me and asking me to step outside and speak with them.

After giving me a rough overview of why they were there, they asked me to explain to them what had proceeded my roommate’s idiotic behavior at the apartment complex.

“I’m gonna kick your a–!” I thought to myself when I heard them telling me what he had done.  Thank God I was always fairly quick on my feet, cool under pressure and had an ample imagination (not to mention that they had no probable cause to search my apartment).  I dove in headfirst and picked up on the crumbs of the story he had started to feed them.

“I received a call from my step-niece saying that she was stuck at a party she had gone to with another friend who had left her there and wanted to know if someone could come pick her up.  My roommate volunteered to do it since I was tired and was already going to be when she called.  After he left, my niece’s friend returned to the party and picked her up but she didn’t bother to call anyone and tell them that.  So, apparently, after I went to bed, she showed up here on her own to say that she was okay while my roommate was over there aggravated on not being able to find her and yelling in the hallways of the complex.  That’s really all I know since I’ve been asleep and you just now woke me up with all this stuff.”

At that point, they asked my niece to speak with them outside as I went back into the apartment.  While they were gone from the room, I looked at my roommate and asked, “What the hell happened and are you out of your ever-loving mind yelling at 3 a.m. in the hallways of an apartment complex?!!  I hope you filled her in on the story you fed them while I was out there so we are all giving them the same thing!”

 I quickly walked to the other bedroom, cracked open the door and rolled my hand over in a questioning gesture to the person waiting in there.  They gave me a thumbs up to say that, yes the tote bag is gone!

A few moments later, the police came back in the apartment.  My niece had tears on her cheeks and I thought, “Dear God, what did you tell them?!!”  But I was much calmer now that I knew the “evidence” was gone.

“Is everything okay now officers?” I asked in my sweetest concerned mother type of voice.

“Well, it is with you ma’am,” they responded, “but we think there was more going on with this story than what you or us are being told.  However, we have no evidence to pursue this further, so we are going to leave it with a warning to them that, if we have to come back, someone will be going to jail tonight!  Sorry to disturb your sleep.”  And with that being said, they left.

Needless to say, nobody went to sleep for quite a while after that as I proceeded to ream each one for their contribution to this near miss we had just survived!

I don’t know why God protected me through days like this, but I do know that it was all Him and had nothing to do with me being smarter than anyone else!!

Teresa Marie 6/3/12 ©

Thinking You’re Smarter Than They Are!

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Drug dealers always think they are smarter than the cops, until they get caught that is.

The only difference between the average John Doe and me is that I didn’t get caught, only by the grace of God!

But I thought I was smarter than them too.  I had devised elaborate schemes to get the dope evidence out of my house before they could find it.  One time my plan got put to the test, almost anyway.

One thing I made sure of at all times was to keep everything; the dope, scales, money and paraphernalia; all together in one big tote bag.  There was never stuff strewn out all over the house.  And this is what the emergency plan was:

If the cops came pounding on the door, I would grab the bag and throw it into my roommates bedroom on my way to answer the door.  Whoever was stationed in their room at the time was, in turn. to take the bag and toss it out the window to the balcony of the apartment right above us.  These were some clients of mine who knew what to do if they should hear a thud out there in the middle of the night.  They would slide open the doors and grab the bag.  Then they in turn would take the bag down the hall to one of my other client’s apartment who would hide it there until I came for it.

Should any of this be necessary, those people would be compensated for their risk upon retrieval of the bag.  Should I not be able to come and get it, they knew who the back-up person was to give it to.

One night at about one o’clock in the morning, a roommate went to make a pick up arranged by their connection.  They drove over, picked that person up, took them to the place and waited in the car while that person went inside.  After they waited out there for nearly 45 minutes and no one came out, they got suspicious that it was a set up to rip them off.  They had not seen for sure which apartment door their “friend” had gone through, so (like a dummy) they went and started yelling that person’s name in the hallway!

Following several minutes of this behavior, a person came out of their apartment and told my roommate to shut up!  By this time it was going on three and they weren’t happy to have a person yelling in their hallway and waking up their kids!

My roommate was pretty well in a rage by this time because they knew that we had just been taken for $1,000 and I was going to be livid when they came back to tell me  since I had put up half of the money and had said that I didn’t trust this person in the first place.  They told the person to “F- off”, which was their second dumb move.  That person went back inside and called the cops!

Suspecting that was what they were, my roommate decided he better leave.  Just as he was pulling out of the parking lot, the cops were pulling in and spotted him.  They did a u-turn and followed him a few blocks and then pulled him over.  They began asking a bunch of questions.  He concocted a story about trying to pick someone up who had called for a ride but didn’t know what apartment they were in and that’s why he was yelling in the hallway.  The cops asked if there was anyone who could verify his story and he replied that his rommate could because she was the one who took the call and asked him to go do it for her.  

So they told him that they were going to follow him home and talk to this “roommate” for themselves before they decided whether or not they were going to take him to jail for disturbing the peace.  Thinking that he was drunk, they had administred a breathalayzer test already but it came back negative.  Knowing that something wasn’t right, they were determined to find out what was going on!…  to be continued

Teresa Marie 6/2/12 ©

 

“I May Be Going Insane, But…” – Part 2

The neighbor next door to them had their porch light on.  Their little red Nova sat directly in front of their house and the porch light lit up the whole side of their car very brightly.  As Tess slowly realized it, movement caught her eye!  There was someone standing on the deck stairs of their trailer and she could see their shadow in the light reflection of the car!!

Now her head was pounding as hard as her heart was.  Okay, a couple of people would be thieves but this many of them could only mean one thing, cops!!   

Tess stood there transfixed on the scene unfolding before her eyes, frozen in thought and unable to act.  As she watched the shadows reflected on the car, she could see there were more than one, looked like three all together, lined up with their backs against the neighbor’s trailer.  When one moved slightly, she could make out the shape of what looked to be a pump-action shotgun!

“Oh bloody hell!” she said to herself.  Jolted into reality, Tess backed away from the window.  “I should wake Joe up!” instantaneously ran through her mind, followed by, “But what if it’s just the ‘shadow people’?”  she was answering herself now in a full-blown internal argument.

“He’s gonna be mad if you get him up for nothing!!  He has to go to work in the morning and he’s tired!!  You better watch some more to be sure of what you are seeing!”

“If that’s the cops and I don’t get him up right now, he’s gonna kill me even more so ’cause we will both be going to jail!  God, dear God, tell me what to do!  Is this really happening?”

Tess crept back to the window and gazed out again just in time to see two figures crouched behind the neighbor’s car, gently bouncing it and pulling it backwards.  “They realized that their shadows were reflecting on it!” her mind screamed in horror at her!  “You better go check out front again and see what’s happening out there.”

As Tess was moving back through the rooms to the kitchen window, she bumped into one of the chairs at the kitchen table, knocking it over with a loud bang.  “Shit!” she said out loud.

The walls of the trailer were paper-thin and Tess felt sure that anyone out there would have heard the sound.  Moving quickly to the window and barely lifting the blind out, she looked and saw several figures scrambling backwards into the shadows across the street in that yard.  “They heard it!!”  Practically running back to the living room window, she looked out there to see that the car had been moved far enough back so as to no longer show a clear reflection and the two figures flew out from behind it and back to the safety of the neighbor’s deck stairs.

“OMG, OMG!” Tess kept repeating over and over.  She didn’t want to go to jail!!  “Okay, calm down and get everything ready to flush down the toilet before you wake Joe up in case you run out of time!”

A mad dash scramble through the house ensued!  The drugs and paraphernalia were all gathered together in the little plastic tub she had grabbed out of the sink.  Running to the bathroom, she set it on the toilet seat and then went into the bedroom.  By now she was shaking so bad that her teeth were chattering.

Kneeling down next to the bed with her mouth up to Joe’s ear, she gently began shaking him and whispering his name, “Joe, Joe, wake up!!  It’s an emergency, Joe, wake up!”  Then she shook him harder.  Finally Joe opened his eyes and looked at her like he was about to kill her!

“What!!!” he snapped.

“Okay, don’t be mad at me please!!  I may be going insane and it may just be shadow people, but I’ve been watching them for almost an hour and I think we are about to be raided!”

Joe sat straight up in bed and looked at her.  “You’ve been up too long and are just seeing things, tell me what happened.”

“I think you’d better go look for yourself first because, if this is for real, we have no time to waste!”

Joe jumped up and pulled on his shorts, slipped his feet into a pair of moccasins and grabbed the Mag Light next to the bed.


“What are you doing?” Tess almost screamed!

“I’m going outside to look!”

“Are you crazy!!  What if the S.W.A.T. Team is really out there?”  Tess was terrified.

“We are busted either way, if I go out or if they come in, so I’m not second guessing what’s going on out there, I’m gonna find out for sure!!!”

With that he snapped on the flashlight and went out the door.  Tess thought she was going to throw up or have a heart attack or maybe even both!  She could hear Joe outside the trailer and looked out in time to see him cross the street to the neighbor’s yard and then come back.  

“Oh, double shit!” she said to herself, “It was the shadow people!!  He’s gonna kill me for waking him up!”

As Joe came back into the trailer, he looked at Tess with a half-disgusted stare and said, “Get some sleep, Tess!  And I’m not kidding either!”  Then he went back to bed.

Tess sat there for several more hours trying to calm her nerves.  “Wow!  That was such a detailed hallucination!  I’m never staying up for three days straight again!  Thank you God!!  Thank you Guardian Angels!!  I know you’ve got my back and I’ll try to stop all this crap, I promise!” and with that, she blissfully passed out!   The End…

Teresa Marie 5/25/12 ©

“I May Be Going Insane, But…” – Part 1

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Tess and Joe lived together in a Mobile Home Park that was known for its drug activity; from users to dealers to gang members.  They each had their own addictions; Tess was a “meth head” and Joe was a “freebaser”.  This is how the two had met in the first place, at their dealer’s house, soon after which Joe asked her out.  

Tess turned him down the first few times that he  had asked, but finally gave in after they had become such good friends.  It was love from then on.  She moved out of where she lived three days later, moved in with Joe and never looked back.

Tess had some pretty high up connections through her ex-roommate, who was one of her dealers.  The supply was abundant and rarely did they have to wait for it.  On one occasion, Tess did something that she hardly ever did, she stayed up doing her meth for three days straight.  (She knew a lot of people that would go for five, six and even seven days but she had a rule to always sleep on the third night.)

Joe had been asleep for a couple of hours and Tess was designing some posters to make for their bedroom when she thought she heard something outside.  (She normally was not the perpetual peeper in the house, Joe was.  It made her paranoid to keep peeking out the blinds.)  Beings that there had been some thefts in the neighborhood lately, she decided to look and see if anyone was outside their trailer.

As Tess moved from one window to another, the paranoia began to rise from the pit of her stomach.  The kitchen window, which faced the street, was the last one that she checked.  Just as she was about to walk away from it, she saw something move in the yard across the street.  After waiting for a minute to calm herself down, she looked out once more.  Staring at the spot for several seconds, there it was again!!  Someone was hiding behind the big oak tree in their yard!

Tess dropped the blind back into place and then walked through the dining area into the living room (which in their trailer were all connected with no walls to separate them) and shut off the lamp that she had been using, thereby plunging the room into darkness except for the nightlight in the hallway leading back to the bedroom.

Very quietly, doing her best not to run into anything, she made her way back to the blinds.  This time, Tess peeked out from the other side so as to have a better angle on the neighbor’s trailer and yard.  Sure enough, she could see the outline of someone hiding behind the tree.  As Tess watched them, she saw them signaling to someone else further back in the shadows of the yard.  All of the sudden, she could make out two more forms moving towards the first one in a crouched, duck walk, type of manner.

Dropping the corner of the blind back down again, panic started to take hold of her.  Her heart was racing almost as fast as her mind was.  She had been up doing meth for three days without a lick of sleep and thoughts were bouncing through her head so fast that she could barely consider one before she had another.

The impulse to keep watching was overwhelming.  Tip-toeing she moved to the window in the living room and looked out that one for several minutes before she realized what she was looking at.

The neighbor next door to them had their porch light on.  Their little red Nova sat directly in front of their house and the porch light lit up the whole side of their car very brightly.  As Tess slowly realized it, movement caught her eye!  There was someone standing on the deck stairs of their trailer and she could see their shadow in the light reflection of the car!!

Now her head was pounding as hard as her heart was.  Okay, a couple of people would be thieves but this many of them could only mean one thing, cops!!   to be continued

Teresa Marie 5/24/12 ©

Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario – Dear God, What Now? – Finale

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“Oh, Monique, I am so grateful to both God and you for this!  I hate traveling alone as it is but to a whole other unfamiliar continent was very intimidating, not to mention the language barrier.  Besides all that, I wanted to have more time to spend with you too!  I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship!!  So tell me, what is God’s planned for us!”

“Well, to start with, you and I are to go tomorrow to a small village about two hours away from here to help an elderly couple who are being evicted from their home of 40 years.  They have no children or family left to help them and they have been praying without ceasing for a week straight.  They are almost out of food and ran out of their medications a month ago when Charles got hurt and could no longer work.  Marietta has always helped her husband on the farm and has no skill for a job outside the home.”

“Wait, Monique, how do you know all of this?  God told this to you?”

Monique laughed that angelic laugh of hers and said, “Not in so many words, He doesn’t always speak audibly.  A lot of times it’s visions or impressions, other times it’s like watching it on a movie screen inside my head.”

“Wow, that’s cool!  Okay, go on then.”

“When we get there, we are to give them all the money you have left in that wallet.”

“Huh?!  You know about the wallet too?  God told you?”

“Yes, He did, and I have some contacts in that area that I am supposed to use to help them find work.  We are to tell them the Father and Son heard each and every prayer that they said and were well pleased.  They are to worry no more for everything will be taken care of.”

“Oh, Monique, this will be something that none of us will ever forget!  Then what comes after that?  I don’t have to go home yet, do I?”

“There’s no one waiting on you to get back, right?”

“No, no one is waiting.”

“Well then, you will come home with me to stay until we get out next mission.  Would that be okay with you?”

“Are you kidding?!  It would be marvelous.  I so wasn’t ready to leave!!!  This will be such a grand adventure.”

When they finished eating, they had the waiter take their picture.  On the way back to the hostel to get Reggie’s things, Monique stopped and bought a scrapbook to paste the picture in while Reggie was inside the building.  When she returned with her suitcases, Monique was scrawling something across the front of the book and looked up at her with a huge smile on her face.

Then she raised it up, Reggie began to smile too as she read it, “The Chronicles of Monique and Regina’s Grand God Adventures” was the title she had given it…  The End

Teresa Marie 5/22/12 ©


#FWF Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario

by kellieelmore

 

Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario – Dear God, What Now? – Part 7

“Perfect,” Monique said as Reggie handed her the address, “I will pick you up there  shortly and we will have a marvelous conversation!!  I promise it won’t be boring.”  After which she flashed her the most brilliant and kind smile that Regina had ever seen.  At that moment she felt a surge of great love for this woman, Miss Monique D’bua.

With that being said, they parted company.  When she had returned to the hostel, she left a wake-up for two hours later.  That would give her plenty of time to take a quick shower and re-apply her make-up before Monique arrived.

Reggie fell right to sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow and awoke refreshed.  She was looking forward to dinner, not only because she was famished, but she truly enjoyed Monique’s company as well.

Just as she expected, Monique arrived promptly 3 hours later, at 5:30.  She said she  had a special restaurant that she wanted to take Regina to eat at, her treat!  As they exited the hostel, Reggie saw a stretch Limo was sitting there.  “Is that our ride?”

Monique giggled a little bit and nodded, “Yes, it is!  Do you like it?”

“Oh yes, very much so!”

“Well, it’s my husband’s money, you see, but he allows me to freely spend it!  He inherited a fortune from his parents when they passed on and then increased by at least 10 times after that.  It’s what you Americans call ‘ old family money’ that gave him his start.”

On the ride, they chatted about generalities; her trip, the people she had met, etc.  Reggie was quite comfortable talking to Monique by the time they were seated for dinner in their private dining room.  

Monique flashed that brilliant smile at her again while saying, “I thought this would give us some privacy to discuss the coming events.  Besides, I just plain don’t feel like being stared at while we talk.”

“Okay,” Reggie replied, “since you brought it up, why don’t we get started  now?!  The suspense is killing me.”

“Alright then.  I prayed over it again while I was shopping to be sure that I got everything right and I was assured that I did.  First, I’m so happy to be a part of your journey because I have, first of all, made a new friend that I like very much and, second, because I have been praying for God to give me something to do with all these resources that I have at my disposal.”

Reggie was so excited that she was gushing, “You mean you are coming with me?!”

“Yes, I am for now anyway!” Monique couldn’t keep the elation from bubbling up any longer and began laughing uncontrollably when Reggie jumped up and started dancing around their private room.  Monique’s laugh was so sweet, it sounded like an angel, and very contagious.  Reggie decided she better sit down before she ended up rolling on the floor.

“Oh, Monique, I am so grateful to both God and you for this!  I hate traveling alone as it is but to a whole other unfamiliar continent was very intimidating, not to mention the language barrier.  Besides all that, I wanted to have more time to spend with you too!  I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship!!” …  to be continued

Teresa Marie 5/20/12 ©


#FWF Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario

by kellieelmore

Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario – Dear God, What Now? – Part 6

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A wide smile spread across Monique’s beautiful face and she slung her arm through Reggie’s, like they were old friends or related.  “Shall we go over here to sit for a minute while we talk?”

“Sure.” she squeaked .

Once they were seated, Monique began in, “I was praying this morning and God started a two-way conversation with me about this  little “mission” that you’re on,” at which point she giggled a little, which instantly irritated her.

“What’s so funny?!” Reggie asked her, biting each word off at the end.

“Oh my dear, don’t be so sensitive!  I giggled because I can just imagine the joy you are experiencing while you’re doing this work for God!!  I would be hardly able to contain myself.  Of course people already think I’m, what’s the word, “quirky”?  Yes, that’s it!  People think I’m quirky enough as it is because I “claim” to literally talk to God but I have a whole slew of psychiatric tests to show that I’m not insane and, rather to the contrary, extremely intelligent. I don’t know why people find it easy to believe the prophets of the Bible talked to our Father but resist the idea of anyone doing it in today’s world!  Ridiculous!!  God never changes, we are the fickle ones.”

“Excuse me for being sharp, Monique, I guess I’m just tired and right now, I feel a bit insane.  I’m not used to these kind of things happening to me and have been wrestling quite a lot with myself over the idea of being “sent” by God.  At the same time, I don’t doubt that it’s happening because the people I’m suppose to help just keep popping up right in front of me!  It’s crazy, to say the least.  And, yes, I am enjoying it immensely, I must admit!!  I would love to get together with you later to chat, maybe over dinner?  But I need to go take a nap first.  Does what you have to tell me need to be done immediately or can it wait for a couple of hours until I’m rested and better able to absorb it?” Reggie asked with pleading, blood-shot eyes.

“Oh, again, I’m so sorry for my poor manners!  Of course you are tired.  It can definitely wait for a couple of hours.  I have some shopping to do.  Give me the name of your hostel and I will pick you up there in exactly three hours from now, so you can nap and freshen up a bit before dinner.”

Reggie smiled a weak smile of gratitude, saying, “That would be perfect!  I really do want to talk more with you when I’m rested.  Actually, I’m quite excited about the prospect of us have a long dinner to chat with each other.”

“Perfect,” Monique said as Reggie handed her the address, “I will pick you up there  shortly and we will have a marvelous conversation!!  I promise it won’t be boring.”  After which she flashed her the most brilliant and kind smile that Regina had ever seen.  At that moment she felt a surge of great love for this woman, Miss Monique D’bua…  to be continued

Teresa Marie 5/18/12 ©


#FWF Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario

by kellieelmore

Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario – Dear God, What Now? – Part 5

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Reggie immediately felt more than she actually heard the amount of $1000, so she counted out 10 of the $100 bills and handed them to Suzette’s mother who was staring at her with tears streaming down her cheeks.  Caroline jumped to her feet and began hugging Regina and thanking her profusely!

Then she could have sworn she heard a whisper in her ear saying, “Well done!”

Not wanting to be praised for something that she had nothing to do with and unable to talk in German with them to explain it, Regina began walking back to her hostel.  Even though she was floating on cloud nine from the adrenaline rush of it all, Reggie was extremely exhausted at the same time.

Absently she wondered why there were so many people out and about on the streets, then she realized it was a Saturday.  She had lost track of what day it was   Then her thoughts quickly turned back to the current little journey she was on here on the European Continent.  Reggie marveled at the way that God had orchestrated everything so perfectly, but then again why not believe it?  After all, God is perfection, is He not?  Therefore His plans are as perfect as He is, ’cause they’re His….

 She had not realized that she was carrying on this conversation with herself out loud until a lovely middle-aged woman walked up to her and began speaking, “He said I’d know who you were when I saw a brunette woman mumbling as she walked. so I just stood here and waited a few minutes and, sure enough, like always, you came strolling into view…”

“Excuse me for interrupting you but who told you I would be mumbling?” Reggie inquired of the lady with a most perplexed look on her face.  “And how did you know i spoke English?  Are you American?”

“I’m sorry, here I go rushing in again!!  Where are my manners, Father?!” she said matter of factly as she glanced towards the heavens.  “Allow me first to introduce myself, I am Monique; I’m from a very small town outside of Paris, France; no, I am not American but I studied at College there for 4 years and learn my English then; and, lastly, I was talking about God!  He told me that you would be mumbling.”

“God?!  Pardon me, please, but I thought you said God?” Reggie managed to stutter out, although her face was quite pale and she looked on the verge of passing out.

A wide smile spread across Monique’s beautiful face and she slung her arm through Reggie’s, like they were old friends or related.  “Shall we go over here to sit for a minute while we talk?”

“Sure.” she squeaked .

Once they were seated, Monique began in, “I was praying this morning and God started a two-way conversation with me about this  little “mission” that you’re on,” at which point she giggled a little, which instantly irritated her.

“What’s so funny?!” Reggie asked her, biting each word off at the end..   To be continued

Teresa Marie 5/17/12 ©


#FWF Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario

by kellieelmore

Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario – Dear God, What Now? – Part 4

“Sure,” she said and with that pulled the wallet out of her purse and handed her $300.

The woman’s eyes were bigger than silver dollars at the sight of the money.  ”May God richly bless you for this!!!”

Reggie smiled at the woman and walked away with a warm feeling inside.  Silently she whispered to God, “That felt great, Father!  I wish I could do stuff like that every day for the rest of my life!!”

Too keyed up to sleep or sit in a room watching TV, Regina decided to go for a walk and see the sights, whatever that might be.  She had only traveled for a few blocks when she saw a couple walking down the sidewalk on the other side of the street and they were both laughing and whispering to each other.  Right there on the ground was a homeless couple all bundled up in their coats and huddling to get warm.  

A wave of anger shot through Reggie as she realized that the couple went walking right past them while  laughing at the same time.  How cruel people can be, she thought and made a beeline across the street.  Just as she got within hearing distance, Reggie heard the woman sniffling and knew she was crying.

“Don’t pay any attention to snobs like that!” she said practically spitting the words out of her mouth.  The couple both sat up and stared at her with shocked expressions on their faces.  Then it was her turn to be shocked.  Now that they were not hunched over, Reggie could see that they had been sheltering a young girl of about 6 or 7 years old.  Trying to keep her warm more than likely.

“Hi! My name is Reggie, do either of you speak English?”

“Yes, I do!”, the little girl answered her in the sweetest voice she had ever heard, she sounded like an angel.    “My name is Suzette and these are my parents Caroline and Robert.”  The couple stared back at Suzette and spoke rapidly in German to her while gesturing towards Reggie.

“My parents would like to know what you are doing in Switzerland, do you live her or just touring?”

“Actually, this might sound a little crazy but I’m on a sort of mission from God.  I think I’m standing right here at this very moment because I’m supposed to help you.” Reggie replied to the young girl but was looking at her parents as she spoke.  She then reached down into her purse and withdrew the wallet from it.  She opened it up with a silent prayer, “How much God?”  

Reggie immediately felt more than she actually heard the amount of $1000, so she counted out 10 of the $100 bills and handed them to Suzette’s mother who was staring at her with tears streaming down her cheeks.  Caroline jumped to her feet and began hugging Regina and thanking her profusely!

Then she could have sworn she heard a whisper in her ear saying, “Well done!”…   to be continued

Teresa Marie 5/16/12 ©


#FWF Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario

by kellieelmore

Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario – Dear God, What Now? – Part 3

“I don’t know any of that, I’m just telling you my part of this and that’s all I know!  I was told to go home and continue praying for the next step of my faith journey.” the voice was gentler now.  ”Good luck and God bless you!” and with that the line was dead.

Reggie was visibly shaking now.  The waiter returned to the table and asked if she was cold and would like something to put around her shoulders.  She graciously declined and began to nibble at her food, but her appetite had diminished considerably since the phone call.  Then she called to the waiter and asked, “When is the next train station?”

“You have almost 30 minutes before we arrive at our next stop, madam.” was his reply as he turned to walk away once more.

Reggie wanted time to pray about these latest developments, so she hurried back to her seat and began to do just that.  “Father, I’m so confused and don’t know what it is that you want from me.  I’m doing my best to go on blind faith and trust here but this isn’t easy for me and You know it!”

Deep in thought and prayer, she almost missed her stop again.  After disembarking the train, Reggie went to the ticket counter to inquire about a room to stay in.

“You are in luck,” the gentleman replied to her query, “there’s one across the street that is owned by my brother-in-law!!  It is affordable and very well-kept.”

“Thank you so much!” she said and with that picked up her luggage and exited the station.   Upon entering the hostel, Reggie saw that it was indeed a very nice and tidy establishment.  “So far so good!” she said to herself.

As she approached the check in counter, an unkept woman with three children walked up to her.  Reggie smiled at her and said “Hello.”

The woman immediately burst into tears.  Reggie was taken back for a moment.  “Can I do something to help you?” she asked her.

“Please, ma’am, could you spare some change so that I could get a room and something to eat for my children?  My husband brought us to this town and then disappeared and we are so very hungry.  He left us with no money at all!” the woman replied with a wail.

“Sure,” she said and with that pulled the wallet out of her purse and handed her $300.

The woman’s eyes were bigger than silver dollars at the sight of the money.  “May God richly bless you for this!!!”…   to be continued.

Teresa Marie 5/15/12 ©


#FWF Free Write Friday; Time & Place Scenario

by kellieelmore