Friday, October 13, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 27

“Fine,” said Charlie, “I’ll teach Amorette how to cook ratatouille, but I can’t promise we’ll go to the art show.”
“Well, you better,” said Emma, “because I already purchased the tickets. They’re in the basket, too.”
Without another word, Emma walked over to Amorette and the two walked in the direction of The Whistle. Charlie looked down at his basket and silently cursed his little sister, but in the same breath he thanked her too.

**** 

Charlie couldn’t believe how nervous as he walked to The Whistle carrying the basket of produce to make the ratatouille. He had slept well enough with dreams of dancing with Amorette under the stars. He woke with a smile on his face and a pep in his step that seemed to fade the closer he got to the bar. During all their time together he had always felt calm, as if he could totally be himself around her. The difference, he knew, was the night Emma had planned, felt like a date.
He knew he shouldn’t get involved with Amorette, since he had no idea what she had gotten herself into with the arrow, but he just couldn’t help himself. It was like some unknown force was pushing him towards her, and he was thankful for it. He hadn’t let his heart be open for a long time. He just hoped that he wouldn’t get hurt again.
He let himself into the bar using the security code and then walked up the back steps. His heart raced as he knocked on the door leading to the apartment. Amorette opened it wearing a smile and a ravishing red sundress that seemed to make her sky blue eyes twinkle with starlight.
“Wow,” said Charlie, feeling like a slob in his black V-neck tee and khakis. “You look amazing.”
“So do you,” said Amorette. “Come in.”
“Thanks,” said Charlie, feeling a bit bashful at the thought of being alone with Amorette. He licked his lips as he imagined taking her into his arms and kissing her. He shook the thought away. They were only friends and he was just teaching her how to make ratatouille. “Are you ready to cook?”
Amorette nodded. “I’m excited. I can’t remember having cooked anything before, so you’ll have to go easy on me.”
“Well, let’s get started,” said Charlie as he set the oven to preheat. He walked to his basket and pulled out a small jar. “Everyone thinks I cook a mean ratatouille, but this is actually the secret. It’s my mother’s homemade tomato basil paste. She does all the hard work and I get all the credit.”
Amorette laughed. “Well that doesn’t seem fair does it?”
Charlie got out two cutting boards and two chef’s knives. “I think she knows that’s the secret, but she’s letting me have my moment.”
“That’s very sweet of her,” said Amorette, taking the vegetables from the basket. “So what should I do?”
“I’ll start with the garlic, why don’t you just pick any vegetable, wash it and then cut it into thin slices,” said Charlie. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and tapped a few thing before showing Amorette a picture of a colorful ratatouille. “This is the image we’re going for.”
“That’s so pretty,” said Amorette.
She grabbed the squash and took it to the sink, washed it and then went to the cutting board as Charlie smashed the garlic clove with the side of his knife. Amorette placed the squash on the cutting board, Charlie noticed she was just staring at it.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
Amorette laughed. “I’m not sure how to cut it. I don’t think I’ve ever sliced vegetables before.”
Charlie smiled as he wiped his hands free of garlic. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you. There’s nothing to it.”

He walked behind her and placed his hands gently on hers. He could smell the scent of her shampoo, the cleanliness of soap mixed with something sweet, like jojoba. His body tingled as he leaned forward just a bit to look over her shoulder. Her ivory cheek next to his, just begging to be kissed. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 26

Charlie shook his head. “I don’t think so. I want to wait until we hear from Gerwyn again.”
“You mean the guy you sent on a wild goose chase for a magical arrow that you already have? Who knows when he’ll be back. Why didn’t you just tell him you had it? The whole mystery surrounding Amorette could’ve been over.”
“I just want to be sure,” said Charlie.
“Which means, you just want more time with her,” said Emma. “I see the way you look at her.”
“I’m keeping her safe,” countered Charlie.
“If that’s what you need to tell yourself,” said Emma, “and just how long are you going to keep her safe?” Charlie rolled his eyes as Emma used air quotes around safe. “Because right now she feels like the damsel locked up in a tower and the prince who is supposed to be saving her is the one keeping her locked away.”
“I knew Mom shouldn’t have read you all those fairy tales,” said Charlie.
“What was it Neil Gaiman said?” asked Emma as she titled her head up to the sky. “Oh yes, fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten. If there’s a mean ol’ dragon, then we’ll beat it. But I don’t think you’re going to find it here at the farmer’s market.”
“What do you mean?” Charlie narrowed his eyes.
Emma smiled, as she paid for some potatoes. “Oh yeah, I brought Amorette with me.”
She pointed a couple of booths down to where Amorette stood holding a puppy just outside the ASPCA booth, chatting away with what looked to be an ASPCA volunteer and a potential parent for the puppy Amorette was holding.
“I can’t believe you brought her here,” said Charlie, scowling.
“Believe it,” said Emma, purchasing some tomatoes.
“It’s not safe,” Charlie felt his pulse quicken as he watched Amorette hand the puppy over to its new owner.
“She has been here all morning, making friends with the vendors,” countered Emma. “I’m pretty sure if someone tried to nab her the entire market would come to her defense. She’s a natural at making friends. I can’t imagine anyone being out to hurt her.”
Emma handed Charlie her basket of goodies. “Here’s what you’re going to do. I’ve purchased everything you need for your famous ratatouille. You’re going to go home and get some shut eye, because Charlie, and I say this with love, but you look like crap.”
Charlie chuckled as he shook his head at his sister. “Double shifts will do that to you.”
“Then you’re going to bring this basket to my apartment and teach Amorette how to make ratatouille. After you all eat what I’m guessing will be an excellent meal, you’ll leave me some leftovers in the fridge and go to the park. They’re having an outside art show, I think Amorette will love.”
“You sure are bossy this morning,” said Charlie, looking in the basket.
“So are you going to do what I suggest or are you going to keep Amorette locked up in the tower otherwise known as my apartment?”
Charlie smirked at his sister. “We both know you are not suggesting anything, because if I say no then I’ll never hear the end of it. Correct?”
Emma smirked back. “Correct.”
“Fine,” said Charlie, “I’ll teach Amorette how to cook ratatouille, but I can’t promise we’ll go to the art show.”
“Well, you better,” said Emma, “because I already purchased the tickets. They’re in the basket, too.”

Without another word, Emma walked over to Amorette and the two walked in the direction of The Whistle. Charlie looked down at his basket and silently cursed his little sister, but in the same breath he thanked her too.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

October Birthstone

It is October! 
If you were born this month you are an Outrageous Opal!




Opal  " The Stone Of Karma "

I am light reflecting light. I absorb and reflect. I teach you to think possitive thoughts because what you put out always returns.

Friday, October 6, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 25

“Does that mean I’m magic?” asked Amorette.
“Not at this time,” answered Gerwyn.
“Not at this time?” Charlie slid out of the booth. “This is crazy.”
“I told you it wouldn’t make sense,” said Gerwyn, “but Charlie, there are things that go on in this world that are not seen by mortals.”
“Mortals?” Charlie looked down at Amorette and then to Gerwyn. “I think you need to go.”
“Wait,” said Gerwyn, looking at Charlie, “I understand this is all hard to understand. Do you believe that I am a friend of Amorette’s?”
Charlie glanced at Amorette, so she nodded. None of what Gerwyn was saying made sense to her, but for some reason she believed he was telling the truth. She didn’t feel Gerwyn was out to harm her. And for some other reason, every time the name Tris went through her head she felt nothing but dread.
“I know you are a friend,” said Amorette, reaching out to grab Gerwyn’s hand. As she touched it she felt the warmth of two good friends embracing.
Gerwyn smiled at her and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, before returning his attention to Charlie. “Just tell me where you found Amorette and I will do my best to fix this so that Tris cannot hurt her.”
Charlie shrugged. “She was found by a homeless man in an abandoned warehouse downtown, 143 16th Street. There was a mattress in the back office, I guess that’s where the homeless man lives, so maybe wait until morning to go.”
Gerwyn released Amorette’s hand and stood. He extended his hand and Charlie took it. “Thank you,” said Gerwyn, “not just for telling me where you found Amorette, but for keeping her safe. I’m glad it was you.”
Gerwyn raced as fast as he could to the warehouse Charlie had mentioned. The door was unlocked and Gerwyn slid through it before taking out his bow which made him invisible. He didn’t want to disturb the homeless man Charlie had mention, especially since the man had been instrumental in keeping Amorette safe from harm by calling the EMTs. Gerwyn knew it could have been way worse for Amorette had someone of lesser moral found her.
Quietly he worked his way through the empty warehouse and to the back office. The door to the office was open and displayed a worn mattress, with some tattered blankets. The homeless man was nowhere to be seen.
Gerwyn sheathed his bow and rummaged through the blankets. Finding nothing, Gerwyn sat on the bed and put his hands on his head.
Someone else had the arrow and until he found out who, Amorette was in tremendous danger.


Chapter 12


Charlie looked around the farmer’s market as Emma shopped. He had just pulled a double shift and all he wanted was to go catch a bit of shut eye and then see Amorette.
“Why am I here?” asked Charlie.
“Because I needed to talk to you before heading up to see Mom and Dad,” said Emma.
“You couldn’t just call?” asked Charlie.
Emma gave him an ornery smirk. “Well, I could have, but it’s a lot more fun to see you cranky at a farmer’s market. Come on, man, no one is cranky at a farmer’s market. It’s like you’re the Scrooge McDuck of produce.”
Charlie couldn’t help but laugh. “Okay, fine, I’ll stop being cranky. Now, what do you want to talk to me about?”
“Amorette,” said Emma as she purchased some yellow squash, zucchini and eggplant. “You’ve got to get her out of the apartment. She’s going stir crazy.”
Charlie shook his head. “I don’t think so. I want to wait until we hear from Gerwyn again.”
“You mean the guy you sent on a wild goose chase for a magical arrow that you already have? Who knows when he’ll be back. Why didn’t you just tell him you had it? The whole mystery surrounding Amorette could’ve been over.”
“I just want to be sure,” said Charlie.

“Which means, you just want more time with her,” said Emma. “I see the way you look at her.”

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 24

Amorette cocked her head as she let go of the bat. She grabbed two mugs and filled them with coffee before walking around the bar and gesturing for Gerwyn to sit at a booth near the window. She placed the coffees in front of them.
“So you like coffee now?” asked Gerwyn with a smile.
Amorette shrugged. “With enough cream and sugar.”
Gerwyn laughed and Amorette was warmed by the familiar sound. “I remember your laugh.”
“Good,” said Gerwyn, he reached out and took her hand, “as I said we are friends.”
“Then why did you run from Charlie at the park?” asked Amorette.
Gerwyn nodded as he bit his lip. “That was foolish of me. I was in a panic and I wasn’t ready to talk to Charlie about everything that was going on, because I wasn’t entirely sure myself yet. But, now I know and I, as I said before, I can fix this if you’ll let me.”
Amorette sighed heavily. “I want to be fixed, but I’m not sure if I can help. I can’t remember anything from before Charlie came to get me in the ambulance.”
“So you don’t remember the arrow?” asked Gerwyn.
Amorette shook her head. “I really don’t. I’m not sure why I would even have an arrow. I’m sorry, I don’t remember more.”
“It’s okay,” said Gerwyn, giving her hand a squeeze before letting go. He took a sip of his coffee.
“Everything okay out here?” asked a voice from behind the bar.
Amorette looked over to see Charlie, standing right where the bat was located behind the bar. She knew he probably had one hand on it, just has she had done when Gerwyn first entered the bar.
“Yes, we’re fine,” said Amorette. “This is Gerwyn and he’s my friend.”
Gerwyn stood and walked over to the bar, his arm reached out to off a handshake. “I’m sorry I rushed off at the park. I was in a panic and had hoped to help Amorette, but it seems I need more information. Maybe the three of us can sit down and work this thing out?”
“Okay,” said Charlie.
The men came back to the booth and Charlie slid in next to Amorette as Gerwyn sat across from them. He took another drink of his coffee.
“Charlie, I can tell you care for Amorette,” said Gerwyn, “so I’m going to lay it all out on the line and not all of it is going to make sense, but I swear it is the truth.”
Charlie nodded and grabbed Amorette’s hand. Electricity raced up her arm and coursed through body at Charlie’s touch. Just that simple gesture of holding her hand, made her feel they could get through anything.
“Amorette is in danger. There is a man, his name is Tris and if he finds the arrow that Amorette had on her when you found her Charlie, then he will control Amorette.”
“Control here?” Charlie narrowed his eyes. “How?”
“The arrow isn’t a normal arrow like one would use in simple archery,” explained Gerwyn. “It’s magic.”
“Magic?” Charlie shook his head.
“Does that mean I’m magic?” asked Amorette.
“Not at this time,” answered Gerwyn.
“Not at this time?” Charlie slid out of the booth. “This is crazy.”
“I told you it wouldn’t make sense,” said Gerwyn, “but Charlie, there are things that go on in this world that are not seen by mortals.”

“Mortals?” Charlie looked down at Amorette and then to Gerwyn. “I think you need to go.”

Friday, September 29, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 23

“Burned him!” Amorette felt furry course through her veins. Someone had physically hurt Charlie and all she wanted to do was find that person and make them pay. “Does he have scars?”
Emma laughed, making Amorette feel foolish.
“Oh, hun,” said Emma, “that’s just an expression. She didn’t physically burn him, but he does have scars on his heart from that relationship. You can’t see them, but they’re there.” Emma’s smile faded. “So, be care with his heart. It’s fragile.”
“What happened?” asked Amorette.
“The short story,” said Emma, “she broke his heart. He was going to ask her to marry him and one day he went back to their apartment to find she had moved all her stuff out. She didn’t even leave him a note. When he tried to call her number was changed and all his e-mails got bounced back as undeliverable. When he finally got a hold of her parents, and mind you at this point he just wanted to make sure she was okay, he had no interest in getting back in a relationship with her, they told him that she was fine. Their daughter just wanted a different life than what she had with Charlie. It was that simple.”
“Why didn’t she just tell Charlie that she wanted a different life?” asked Amorette.
Emma shrugged. “We’ll probably never know, but he’d guarded his heart for over five years now due to that relationship.” Emma gave Amorette a smile. “But you know, I’ve never seen him act like he does around you with other women. I think you’ve caused him to let his guard drop, so I repeat, please be careful with his heart.”


Chapter 11


Amorette’s feet hurt and her back was sore after a long night of helping Emma bartend. The Friday night crowd was even bigger than the Thursday special crowd. She had told Emma she would clean the bar while Emma took care of charging out the wait staff and tending to the books.
The bell over the door jingled causing Amorette to jump. She hadn’t heard the bell before being that The Whistle was usually full of music, laughter, and conversation.
“Sorry, we’re closed,” said Amorette as she looked up. A gasp escaped from her lips and her heart raced as she saw Gerwyn standing in the doorway, both hands up in a peaceful guesture.
“I’m not here to hurt you, Amorette,” he said in his rich bass voice. “We are friends.”
“I’d like to believe that,” said Amorette as she carefully put her wash cloth in the sink and reached under the bar for the bat that Emma had shown her. She meant what she said, but she wanted to be prepared in case her gut was wrong about Gerwyn being a friend.
“Can we talk?” he asked. “Without the bat. I know your friend Emma is in the back, along with the bar back. They can be in here in a matter of seconds if you yell for them, but you won’t need to.”
Amorette cocked her head as she let go of the bat. She grabbed two mugs and filled them with coffee before walking around the bar and gesturing for Gerwyn to sit at a booth near the window. She placed the coffees in front of them.
“So you like coffee now?” asked Gerwyn with a smile.
Amorette shrugged. “With enough cream and sugar.”

Gerwyn laughed and Amorette was warmed by the familiar sound. “I remember your laugh.”