Chapter 18
Day 17
Jack was on his way back to dinner, he was not sure what Julie might like so much.
He was eager to see the light in his eyes when he showed up ... a quick thought and he was quick to grab it.
Luckily a flower shop was close by, his exact thought ... It was the first time he tried this, he needed help in his selection. Luckily, a voice called from behind.
"Pick the pink, girls are suckers for those"
It was a middle aged woman, a little plumpy and fair. One look at her face that she was wearing to men's eyes in her youthful days.
"Thank you my"
He smiled in satisfaction and got back in his car. He felt the need to get in touch with the track emanating from the radio receiver.
Minutes later he got to his apartment and called out immediately.
"Julie?"
The silence gives way to a chilly fear that crept through his veins.
"Julie?"
"I'm here"
She startled him again. He held his chest to breathe well before he spoke, trying to scuffle with the loads of items he had.
"Emm Julie, I want to thank you for choosing to save my life, even when you knew it would be at the expense of yours"
He timidly presented the Rose to her eyes, the fear of rejection was one he feared.
When she was alive, she had two different types of people. It did not matter to her then, she would end up throwing it into a trash can. But somehow, Jack's pink felt special.
"Thanks Jack, thank you for saving me too"
He felt his eyes linger on him, he clearly had nothing else to say. Quickly he tried to opt out of the moment when he revealed the snacks.
"Who is hungry?"
His grin puts Julie's frown.
"Jack? Who is going to eat these? I'm a ghost remember? I can not eat? "
His Jaw dropped in disappointment. How could he forget such an important fact?
"Oh do not be like this ... OK set the table, I'll feed you, how about that?"
He was not too keen about the idea, it sounded ridiculous. He is not a baby, why would she feed him?
However, her persistence has been reluctantly improved.
"Open your mouth wide Jack, I'm gonna stuff you up ... none of these would go to waste"
Her words triggered memories of her mother.
She held a spoonful of ice cream with her eyes.
He wanted to act naughty and so he held the spoon with his lips and got his arm fairly stuck.
"Jack you know I can swing you like a piece of paper round this room"
She warned jokingly.
He chuckled but held it still.
"Yeah I can do that Jack"
He did not oblige so she made her grip on the spoon and sat back to take another look at him.
"You know when I said I never loved a guy, I lied. I actually did ... but "
She paused with her head bowed.
"But what?
He released the spoon from his mouth to voice out.
"What happened?"
"I was so bad, I could not take it, it broke up with me ..."
She sighed and looked at her expression, he was blank and so she concluded.
"Jack I'm a bad person, I'm not capable of love, I've hurt too many people Jack, too many people. Bernice knew the exact punishment for me. And it's not the fact that I will not be coming back to the land of the living, it's love. Love is my punishment, because I would never know what it feels like, it's a pain ... its ... "
Jack was touched that he felt the need to hush her.
"Julie, you're too hard on yourself, it's not your fault
She was not convinced, with her head bowed she muttered.
"Nice try Jack, but I know I am doomed, I'm just waiting for ..."
She paused to look in her soulful eyes.
"I just want to make sure we'll save time before my time runs out"
His right hand touched her cheek, the other hand followed till he cupped both sides with his palm.
"You are going nowhere, I will not let you take, I will"
She thought it was all over, what could possibly be withstand Bernice? He is human. Although, she did not fail to thank him.
"Thank you Jack"
The moment was ripe and cozy, flares of emotions can be blamed for the cause for Jack's next move. His lips brushed against hers; it swept a full rush of passion down her, objects in the apartment began to rise and float on air.
It was cut short when you walked in and out of confusion.
"Jack? What are you doing? "
© onyeneke Abel .
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