UNTIL WE MEET

Chapter Six

He had prayed for the rain, the sky allowed not a drop. He prayed to see his end in hurry, his time delayed the more. He prayed for the sun on every mountain he paid visit but did not come out his wish. He had so many wishes but life had one wish for him and denied other wishes.

"I have lived for ages, I wish I can spend all my ages, " Jair wished.

His chariot bore him on a ride via cemetery.

"Good day, everyone, " he greeted.

Farther off, it halted. He stretched his neck and glance at the grave beside his chariot. He shook his head and faced downward. He went off with an ancient rugged rod and counted few steps standing nigh the grave. He dabbed the belly of the grave thrice with the rod. He was the progenitor of fourth generation. He had tried to leave but it was in his destiny to see the fifth generation and tell her mystery. He was living to leave after the mystery is told.

Samantha was the only daughter of her parents. Her mother could not tarry to witness her growth. Her father died in the arms of Jair. He was envied by few drug dealers he had risky business with. Samantha was sent to fight her father's enemies for him to stay alive. She was to be born from the womb of unknown lady. His wife had miscarriage five times but died at the sixth time of conception. Reese, Samantha's mother was a classic western w***e that denied herself responsible life when she had the chance. Westcott, Samantha's father was earlier instructed by Jair to go for her. Jair dabbed the rod another three times on the tomb and recalled. Aspen, a princess from Westcott's world came to Jair. He was the only one with the ability to see and commune with. Jair turned his eyes on a stool. He saw her again.

"It must have taken you a long time to get here. I know my new address had given you a little tough time to find me, " Jair

knew.

"You are right but if I may write it right, your steps led my way, " Aspen disclosed.

"I hunger to hear your message, " he told.

"Yeah, I know and I won't hold it too long before I serve you. I must tell it fast and return before the prince stay awake, " she tend not to delay.

"Yeah, I know. You must return before his eyes find your absence so that he can take the taste of your lips before any activity, " he wanted it snappy.

"You are a perfect seer. I respect your gift. Prophesy to Westcott, your son. Tell him to go find Reese. She is from another world but living far north from here. A warrior decides her womb to come to him. The earlier he find her, the better. As for the woman he married, she won't bear him any seed. Her time to die is three days at hand, " she revealed.

"What other mission is Reese to do in his life?" he wanted to know.

"Nothing else. She is to give herself to him and bring him the warrior. She is set, Westcott is the delay, " she knew.

"I will prophesy in his ear, " she was ready.

"I like to leave you for a good rest, " she took a leave.

He showed his face out of the door.

"Be led by the wind safely, " he returned to the seat.

Not long enough as he tried to take a nap, Westcott put him out of the feel.

"I was not expecting you so early, " Jair doubted his return.

"I can't explain why I am here either, " Westcott could not tell.

Jair looked at the sky and comprehended the message.

"Mm. She directed your attention here, " Jair knew.

"Who?" Westcott queried.

"The understanding is for me only. Hear my prophecy for this day and act at once, " Jair instructed.

Westcott paid attention. Jair gave him the prophecy.

"Great grandfather, another task is better than this. How do you want me elucidate this to

Reese? I hate w***e not even to go close for intercourse. That's gonna be hard. I mean, very hard, " Westcott was sad.

"Hard to you because you don't know the message of the next three days to your wife. Both of you are wasting each other's time. You two do not match. No child to you desire to come from her womb. What need is there for you two to still be? Your father swum in this silly-boob and ended. Now that it is your time, the best way to change history is to know the written history, " Jair uncovered.

"Damn it! Impossible! Read it on my lips, im-po-ssi-ble. Get it?" Westcott left his sight.

"This is why prophecy is always scarce in my mouth for you. I always like it happen to you, " he jammed the door.

Three days walked behind, Westcott's wife passed on after the sixth miscarriage on the night marathon copulation was involved. He went to Jair. Jair smiled.

"Somehow someday, on the first week of the second month, you will meet Reese, " Jair held his peace.

"I reject that. Not when I am alive will such fall in play, " Westcott countered.

"If you know the ways of the spirit, you should have uttered wisely, " Jair warned.

For twenty years he travelled to an African country and returned on the first month of the next year. He met Reese on the first week of the second month unknowingly and had hit with her. He realized she was the w***e when he heard the phone conversation with a client.

"If you want p***y with me, my pay is forty million dollars. If you can afford it, you have afforded me, " she reached agreement on her side.

"You are talking to a moneybag. I have more than your demanding price. We are gonna hook up or not?" Rubell sealed agreement.

She threw the phone aside and got dressed.

"Westcott, I enjoyed what we shared but do go nowhere. You have what belongs to me to take when I'm back, " she alerted.

Westcott looked around.

"I can't see anything that belongs to you with me. Your eyes only see it and not me, " he

searched.

"You will know when I'm back, " she took a ride.

She returned after three days to Westcott. He was not excited to see her.

"I perceive a strong hatred in your heart towards me. My presence cease making sense to you, right?" she noticed.

"You are damn right, b***h. I hate bitches, " he regretted.

"But you pounded a b***h some days ago, " she reminded.

"Yeah, I know I did. Maybe I was not with my right senses when that happened, but trust me, it won't happen another time, " he promised.

"Look on me and tell I am so disgusting to you right now. Just say it and let me go, " she made attempt.

He felt sorry inward but hid it. Tears rained down her eyes.

"Westcott, to be sincere, I love you deeply in my heart not just because of what we shared. I just can't tell the main reason why I love you beyond. I have never love any guy so much like I do. I am not enjoying this kind of life I am living. I felt you could be the one to help me stop it but you just proven my believe wrong. I had hit with you and collected no money, do you think I am so cheap and loose? I will keep the baby but don't ever come looking for me because we are done here, " she detached tearfully in anger.

The door jammed. That was the very last time they ever saw each other. He lived in regret to had let her go till his home call.

Samantha's history was penned on a sword. It was an ancient sword that Jair hid in the belly of the grave. It was meant to be read to her when she care to know the mystery behind her. Jair raised his eyes to his chariot and to the tomb.

"As long as I am yet alive, I am not old yet till the day I am old, " he returned to his chariot.

"Why can't we talk for awhile?" a voice questioned from a grave.

Jair turned at the grave. He depicted Westcott's spook seating on the belly of the grave. He went out of the chariot and ended his walk beside him.

"Take a seat with me, I got some words to say since you lack words to discuss, " Westcott watched.

Jair stayed beside him.

"How is Samantha?" Westcott quiet a while.

"It is hard for me to see her since she fully grew into adolescent, " Jair voiced truth.

"Are you aware she is in love with the wrong person?" Westcott notified.

"Lately, my weakness has grown beyond me but as soon as I get up strong again, I will try to see that. What about the person she is with, " Jair was concerned.

"Come on, Jair. I know you knew but don't know why you allow them. The guy, Goldsman is not real for her but she is glued to him by the shadow of love he has for her, " Westcott naked the truth.

"Life without experience does not make up an adult. She needs the experience. A heart is stronger when it is broken first. When she

comes to me, I will know she is ready to resume the course she came for, " Jair leaked his plan.

Westcott breathed out heavily.

"Okay, I let you have some rest. Whenever you have words to talk with me, you know where to find me, "Jair faced south.

Westcott put his face down.

"I saw Reese lately. The hatred you have for her has never erased from her forehead. She knew her life would had been better with you but you never saw what she saw and let her.

The blame is saved with you, " Jair cried.

"I didn't see it then but now that I am here, I see it all, " Westcott returned.

"Goodbye. Take peace for your rest, " Jair returned to his chariot.

He was ridden home.

Samantha's cell phone called her attention. She dropped the knife on the sink and dried her hands. The call ended. A message beeped. She sinked closer to the phone and peeked.

"I expected a message but... " she opened the message.