‘Tied’-the conclusion

The man was already striken with age…and grief too. He was a little man with greying hair, cautious with suspicious grey eyes. Ted didnt waste time. He introduced himself and assured the man that he could be trusted. Finding out as much as he could, he promised to check back later. Thereafter, he sped to the hospital.
To his outmost joy, Mrs Livingstone was sitting up in bed. She appeared very engrossed in the book she was reading. Her palor was still a little dull but she looked okay. Breaking the silence with his hands, he sat by the chair. Mrs Livingstone looked him in the eyeball, grief showing in her blue eyes, and told him she was ready to go home. Taken aback for a few seconds, he stared. Recovering quickly, he told her that provisions had been made to lodge her in the Meteor. It was too dangerous to allow her return to their house.
The woman did not hesitate. She insisted that she was going to be just fine in the house, alone. She was a grown woman and could protect herself. She wasnt going to turn tail because her husband had been murdered in that house. Hell, the woman was stubborn! Blurting out the first thing that came to his mind, he told her that it was a Sniper that killed her husband. Continue reading


♥what if….?♥

What if….?
God couldnt take the time to bless us today because we could not take the time to thank Him yesterday?

What if….?
God decided to stop leading us tomorrow because we didnt follow him today?

What if…?
God didnt walk with us today because we forgot to invite him yesterday?

What if…?
We never saw another flower bloom because we grumbled when God sent the rain…

What if…?
God stopped loving and caring for us because we failed to love and care for others…

What if…?
God took away the Bible tomorrow, because we would not read it today?

What if…?
God took away his message because we failed to listen to His messenger…

What if…?
God met our needs the way we give Him our lives…

What if…?
God didnt send his only begotten Son because He wanted us to pay the price of sin…

What if….?
God answers our prayers the way we answer His call to service…

What if…?
The door to the church was closed because we did not open the door ofour hearts…

What if….?
God decided to punish us for every mistake we made?

‘Tied’ continued

Ted couldnt imagine how someone had gotten away with his car without the revving sound it always gave when ignited. He was going crazy already.
Deciding to get help before things spiralled out of control, he tucked his gun in his belt; within easy reach and headed for the house. Pulling his gloves back on at the porch, he searched Mr Livinstone’s pockets for his car keys. Carrying the almost weightless woman on his shoulder, he hiked to the garage, tucked her safely into the car, and drove off like his whole life depended on it…which it did anyway.
Josephine’s Medical Home was the nearest hospital and he drove in madly. Parking as close as he could to the stairs, he lifted Mrs Livingstone and dashed in. In a matter of seconds, he was swiftly joined by nurses who took over from him and wheeled the poor woman away on a stretcher.

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Ted couldnt understand it. Neither could the Meteor. The Meteor was a special Black Ops programme that had turned their backs on the Canadian Government. They meted out justice severely and strictly by their rules. The mission that Late Mr Livingstone was assigned to was the Operation ‘Wiped Slate’ which took place 25 years back; the year 1982. 31 soldiers had suddenly gotten missing in line of duty. Apparently, the soldiers knew something that the Government wanted to keep secret. As it was reported, there was only one survivor…and nobody knew where he was…or if he was even alive.
He was beginning to make sense out of the whole mess now. Leading a team of 4 homicide detectives, they combed the entirety of his boss’ residence. In a locked cabinet they managed to force open, they found a tape. After Ted played the tape, the jigsaw pieces fell into place. Mr Livingstone had recorded a conversation between He and the sole survivor of the Government’s brutal betrayal. He had told his boss the secret that the Government wanted to hide by sinking the ship the 31 soldiers were on.
The Canadian Government had stolen funds from the treasury and used it as a freewill offering to the Ukranian Government. This was a very great sellout of the citizenry. The Army got to know about it and so, they were marked for death. The Soldier, identified simply as Will, had earnestly pleaded with Mr Livingstone to get justice for his fallen comrades. Apparently, a third party got to know abput it.

* * * *

Mrs Livingstone was responding well to treatment, the Doctor informed Ted. She promised to discharge her the next evening. Ted thanked the pretty doctor and left for the Hideout. After the killing, most of the staff of Meteor were hiding out. It was better to be safe than sorry, Ted mused.
Heaving a weary sigh, Ted set to work. Being the first person to come by after the murder, and due to the fact that he was also the deceased’s assistant, he was given the task of investigating the killer.
Replaying the tape, he set to work. Ted couldnt make sense of who the soldier could be. Typing ‘Will’ into the search engine, he laughed at himself; there were 658, 056 results…oh boy, this was a dead end. On a hunch, he punched 1982. Scrolling through information, he clicked on a photo of the 31 missing soldiers. Scrutinizing their faces, he decided to give his instinct some control. Clicking on a soldier he had a bad feeling about, he stared at the screen.
Staring back at him was a very hopefull face. The name of the soldier was Williams McGregor. He was the youngest of the soldiers. Requesting the help of Brian, the organisation’s computer geek, he was able to track down the soldier. He lived in a little cottage on the outskirts of the town.
*to be continued



‘Dinner will be ready in 20, Arch.’
Pacing restlessly around the porch was Archie Livingstone. Taking a long loving look at his wife of 18 years, he felt pity for her. Stacy was the only thing he had done right in his existence. Through thick and thin, she was a pillar by him; never flinching. As dangerous as his job was, she had no fear. On missions where he had to go into hiding, Stacy was always understanding and never complained.
However, he had this odd feeling that he couldnt keep her safe anymore…
Meanwhile, Stacy turned off the gas and put finishing touches on the desert. Smiling brightly, she served Arch’s favourite; Cranberry juice into a glass and sipped…it was good. Humming a non-existent tune, she made her way to the porch…and froze. Staring her in the face was the worst nightmare of her entire 40 years.
Sprawled on the floor was her beloved husband in a pool of his own blood. There was a deep hole at the back of his head, indicating that he had been shot. Flipping him over, his eyes were wide open and blood guzzled endlessly from his throat. Arch was dead. Continue reading

I Am Thankful

I am thankful i can walk;
There are those who have never taken their first step.

I am thankful i can see;
There are those whose world is always dark.

I am thankful i can hear music play;
There are those whose entire lives have been spent in silence.

I am thankful my heart can be broken;
There are those who are so hardened they cannot be touched.

I am thankful i can move about freely;
There are those who live in constant fear.

I am thankful i have been loved;
There are those who nobody cares about.

I am thankful i can work;
There are those who have to depend on others for even their most basic needs.

I am thankful for the opportunity to be educated;
There are about 75% of the world’s population that can neither read nor write.

I am thankful for my friends;
There are those who have never known friendship.

I am thankful i can gain weight;
There are those without an Adipose tissue.

I am thankful for my parents;
There are those who havent beeen blessed like that.

I am thankful i am ME;
There are carbon copies of celebrities all around.

I am thankful for life;
There are those who never had the opportunity.