The sailor, a man with the secrets of the sea (9/30)

Dear friends

As the good things always happen today I am participating in the FreeWriteHouse writing challenge "Maynia", which will be developing during the month of May.

In the following links you can follow the beginning of the story: First-day, First-day-continuation, Second-day, Third day, Fourth day, Fifth-day, Sixth-day, Seventh-day, Eighth-day.

Today's Prompts

Today's Maynia prompt: fireflies
The Daily Freewrite prompt: life is confusing

I hope to fulfill the stated purpose, thanks for your reading.


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Chapter VII Fireflies

Calm down

Those shattered glass momentarily disturbed the story Mindy was telling her half-sister Angeline, who, with her face flushed with emotion and her cold hands, betrayed her apparent tranquility.

Mindy realizing her change said:

"Calm down, at least we are together and things are clarifying"

Angeline replied:

"Mindy, I tell you:

I had no idea that my father would leave us so helpless, but I know that together we will be stronger, we must continue to clarify the dark landscape and go to review what is contained in our father's personal diary"

"Yes, life is confusing," Mindy stressed

(end of 5 minutes)

Expected question

After the waiter left with the remains of broken glass, they ordered two beer mugs to alleviate the thirst that both felt from the excitement of knowing that their father's personal diary could hold the key to what both of them were looking for up to that moment.

Angeline, now curious, asks the expected question:

"Tell me, do you know where he kept it?"

Mindy, after taking a deep breath, exclaims:

"If I think it was among his things, I usually think he kept it in a locked box.

So far I have not wanted to touch any of his personal effects. I always clean his room, like I'm going to come back.

I still feel his presence in the house "

Angeline, laughing, replies:

"Also I, since he left the island his conspicuous absence remained in the environment, until a few days ago I thought that he could return, until you gave me the news of his death the first time I called you.

Only now we have consolation that he loved us both "

Then when it was getting late, they both decided that the next thing they should do is go check the closet where their father kept his things and the box that contained the personal diary.

After half paying the pub bill, they returned with the thought of what their father's personal diary might contain. Because of the late hour they could not do it that day, so they would agree on a new meeting.

Graphologist

That night Angeline when arriving at the hotel, asking for the keys to her room, when lying on the bed, fell asleep soundly with the bathroom light on. Already in the early morning, when the bustle of the street began, sleepy she still imagined being at her house on the island and that at that hour her father had to go fishing like every day, so she had to get up to make him coffee, Instinctively she thought about it, but suddenly she realized that she was in that dark room where she only had the distant memory of her father leaving.

Resigned, she went to the bathroom, opened the shower, as she put the faucets wrong, the water started to come out very hot and everything filled with steam, she adjusted the faucets and with the warm temperature she gave herself a comforting bath.

After finishing grooming and in better spirits, she went to the hotel dining room where they served a continental breakfast consisting of square bread, eggs, orange juice and coffee, sat at one of the tables. When she was halfway through breakfast, the man she had met the day before entered the dining room. She felt engaged at the time and invited him to sit at her table. Then he said to her:

"Thank you very much friend, but you know I still don't know your name"

She answered:

"My name is Angeline"

He immediately replied:

"Angeline, how interesting your name is associated with the God´s angels.

My name is Andrew, and I am a graphologist "

She for the first time in her life had heard that there was a profession with that name, so she said:

"And what does a graphologist do?"

He replied:

"It is a science to interpret a person's personality through what he writes and I am also able to solve riddles that are included in the text, as well as translating ancient languages ​​into English"

She emphasized:

"I find it interesting, it must be quite complex, but tell me what has brought you to this city"

Finally, Andrew was thoughtful, after finishing his breakfast, he said:

"I have come with a commission from the mayor of the city to ventilate the character of the first inhabitants of the city, now I must go to the Municipal Library to continue my work, at another time I will keep telling you more things, although for please keep this information I have given you secret "

That said, they said goodbye.

Slight breeze

Mindy the day after meeting with her sister Angeline in that pub, she felt that her head was going to explode, since she was not used to having beer she felt a slight hangover, so calling her boss she asked the day off saying it felt good since she was in her bad days.

The boss agreed since she was one of the best promoters he had in the company, also considering that soon he would go to a higher position than it was convenient to maintain good relations with her.

Mindy released from her work commitment for that day, she continued sleeping all morning, when she woke up and her hangover had disappeared, so when she went to the kitchen she went to prepare her lunch, she decided to take out of the refrigerator a portion of pre-cooked food that she had recently bought in the supermarket, then she put it in the microwave and already when this notice that was ready graciously set the table accompanying the meal with vegetable and fruit salad.

Recovered her strength then she sat in the living room, turned on the television in which at that time the mayor of the city was giving a speech, halfway through his speech gave way to a personality invited by him, a person with much knowledge of contemporary history and ancient languages. The man went to the microphone, the camera focused on him, gave a brief thanks to the mayor and sat down again. Then when the mayor finished speaking, an opera singer gave a recital for those present. She was amazed that in her city the protocol was still maintained in that way, she thought that now life was increasingly trivial, she turned off the television and prepared to go out for a walk.

Not realizing that it was already getting dark she went to a small forest located in the central park of the city, there she sat on one of the benches, her thoughts wandered towards the conversation she had had with her sister Angeline the previous day, This made her feel happy. At those moments a slight breeze rose and some fireflies began to flutter near her. In her mind she assumed that this boded well for the coming days to come.

(the story continues)

© 2020, Felix Garcia P. All rights reserved


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Today is the ninth day of the contest, I have completed 1155 words.

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Waiting for your votes, comments and rehive.

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