The Unbreakable Bond of Attraction

Romance In The Time Of Disasters

AT THE COLLINS' RESIDENCE

Sweetie, Mommy asked me to tuck you in because she and Daddy will be a little late tonight. They have a very important place. But, don't you worry, Auntie Cynthia got it all covered. Come over here, and we will tuck you in.

What do you have here? Do you want me to read you this story? Let's see, "The Unbreakable Bond"

Dedicated to the most precious people in my life (my kids). I want you to know that Mommy may not be around all the time, but she's definitely inside of you. Therefore, whenever you need her, just remember the bond "The Unbreakable Bond"

The story of the Lion and the little Mouse

"It was a hot summer afternoon, and a little mouse who was running for it, dear life, mistakenly bumps into a sleeping lion awakening the fearless from his nap.

Rising up angrily, the lion caught him and was about to kill the little mouse. But the Mouse piteously entreated, saying:

"If you would only spare my life, I would be sure to repay your kindness."

The Lion laughed at him and asked, "How can a tiny creature like ever do me" ( the king of the jungle a favor)? Nevertheless, I will allow you to go.

Sometime passed by, and It happened that some hunters caught the lion and bound him up with strong ropes to the ground.

The little mouse heard the roaring and recognize that it was the roar of the lion who had pardon him, so the little mouse came and gnawed the rope with his teeth until it was broken and with that he was able to set the lion free, exclaiming:

"You ridiculed the idea of me ever being able to help you, you never expected to receive from me any repayment of your favor, Now you know that it is possible for even a Mouse to confer benefits on a Lion."

And from that day onwards the lion and the little mouse became friends and lived happily ever after!

Lesson: You two are the lion and the mouse. No one is too big or too small to extend a helping hand.

With this story, I want you two to always respect and appreciate even the littlest of help.

At The JOHNSON'S RESIDENCE

As they lied there, the two began to recall all the fun times they had with her. Those were moments that they wanted to relive at this moment. Unfortunately, they couldn't. After a while, Fredee broke the silence.

Mom, will the kidnappers read EGG a bedtime story? Will they also be nice to her? I really hope that they do. Fredee said.

Sweetie, what if we read to her instead?

But Mom, she's not here. How will she hear us read?

You do have a good point, but do you remember how I always told you that we had a special bond? Well, that bond connects our souls. For instance, when you start to sing our special song, she will sense it, and then she can feel comfortable.

Really, Mom? I think I had experienced that. occasionally. like, whenever I am scared or nervous, and I start humming our song. I then start to feel comforted. You know what, Mom? Let sing it right now

AT THE COLLINS' RESIDENCE

Wow, this book is, indeed, incredible it even has a comforting song. Can you believe it, sweetie? Let's see if I can sing it to you. I started to sing the song.

Why am I so worried?

Why do i feel this sad?...

Why does the world seem so scary?. 2×

The minute I was done with the first part, she joined in with the next stanza.

NO NEED TO WORRY!

NO NEED TO FEEL SAD!

NO NEED TO BE SCARED

JUST REMEMBER THE BOND, THE UNBREAKABLE BOND...

JUST LIKE THE RAINS FALLING TOGETHER JUST LIKE THE STARTS SHINING TOGETHER

JUST LIKE THE WORRIOR FIGHTING THE BATTLES.

YOU'RE THE MOON, I AM THE SUN.

TOGETHER WE'RE THE LIGHT UP THE SKY 2x

Ohh, my gosh, you are such an amusement! did you hear yourself sing, sweetie? Well, you sounded great. How did you even know those lyrics? I asked her. But the moment that question slipped out of my mouth, I had a flashback. The horror of what had happened earlier stuck me again. How I wish I had never asked that question. I hurriedly tucked her in and rushed out of the room.

I was so terrified because it was now that my act of being inhumane dawned on me. I just stole someone's life.

It was dark outside, the whole neighborhood was quiet, and even the sound of car horns that usually filled the neighborhood were hardly heard.

I ran back into the room, took out my black leather jacket, a pair of jeans, and T. shirt. After getting into those clothes, looking at my reflection in the mirror, I did look like some sort of detective.

I ran through the front door and was about entering my car when Mama came out demanding to know where I was headed.

I couldn't tell her the actual story. For I knew how she had reacted earlier, so I lied that I was going to meet my bestie who was in an emergency situation. I’m glad she bought that story.

After about twenty minutes of driving like a character in fast and furious, I found myself parked at the side of the road, at the exact place where the tragedy occurred. I didn't know what to do at all. As I stood in the dark looking for answers. I could feel the gentleness of the night winds on my face. This could have been the perfect place for meditation if only it wasn't so dark. As I allowed my mind to drift into meditation, a thought flashed through.

I took out my phone and tried searching for the author of that book. If I could get a hold of her, I could definitely have answers. So I Googled the author, who was named Mrs Emma Johnson. Aware that a lot of Emma Johnson could pop up, I then added the setting of the book, which would most likely be her address. Google immediately brought out her and a few others, giving their f*******:'s profile. I started clicking on the links after a few clicks, I found a profile that had photos of the little girl from earlier. Emma Johnson was the girl's mother. I was about to write her massage about her daughter when a deep voice from behind startled me.

Miss, are you having trouble with your car or something?

My gosh, you almost caused me a heart attack. Can't you see how dark and frightening this place already is that you had to creep up on me? And to answer your question, my car is fine, just I am.

I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you in any way. It just kinda bothered me to see a lady standing in the dark in this lonesome place.

It's none of your business. Just go away and leave alone!

He then came closer and whispered to me.

Not until you tell me what you're doing here at this ungodly hour? Did you just rob a house or commit a murder?

Seriously? That's a ridiculous and baseless accusation. Do I look like a murderer?

Well, darling, there are stages of murder. Haven't you heard of the term "Manslaughtered"? Well, it refers to an unintended murder and you're dressed like hacker. Moreover, you don't need to be a bloody criminal before committing murder. For instance, maybe you try defending yourself against your boyfriend, and you unintentionally knock him out. Such things do happen.

You don't get to lecture me on this, alright? , You have no idea who you're talking to. So get in your stupid car and drive away.

Or what? You will silence me, too?

Why are you being so stubborn?? Just because you are handsome and charming doesn't mean I have to listen to you.

What? So you find me charming?

Dammit! Did I say that out loud? I have to leave here immediately before I say something even worse.

I got in my car. But he held the door, preventing me from closing it.