Sex with a Ghost 1&2

Peter glanced at his wristwatch; it was 6:30 PM. He alighted from the car and looked up at the rock-textured sign that said "SINCITY" in bold green letters. A stylish signature in purple was written just under the name. His stomach grumbled as an alluring aroma beckoned on him to come in. He adjusted his suit before stepping in.

As he walked slowly behind the man, he noticed well-polished tables covered with multicoloured fine table clothes and brown leather seats on both ends were scattered and spaced out for a peaceful and private experience, while avoiding overcrowding.

Now seated, he noted the walls around were coloured in baby pink and dark green, that gave the place a sense of upper-class. A wire of bright light bolts ran through the wall, illuminating the entire place. Despite his suit, he could feel the cold air from the air conditioner.

Moments after settling in, a beautiful lady with a beaming smile came over.

"Hi, handsome! What can I get for you?" still smiling, she brought out a note pad from her back pocket, ready to pen down his order. Peter took a hard look at her face and knew he had seen her before but just can't place when, where and how.

"Have we met before?"

The smile spread wider on her face, displaying cute dimples on both sides of her cheeks.

"This is why I don't call men handsome. But I thought you will be different".

"Common! That's not what I meant".

"Ok! So what do you mean?" she brought down her notepad and pen, staring down at him.

"We have met before now, but I can't remember when or where"

"Do you come here often?"She asked the smile and dimple disappeared.

"No, not really; like once in a month"

"Then it can't be here that we met"

Then it clicked on his mind. He saw and introduced himself to her on the day David was found dead and he came visiting.

"Do you know any David?"

She thought for a few seconds, and then it came. "Oh… yes" her face lit up and her smile returned. "You are David's elder brother right?"

Peter nodded softly. A sudden sadness cut right through him. He doesn't like remembering that very day he found David lying back down in a pool of his own blood. His face pale, eyes wide open, his pupil staring right down into his soul. Bullet wounds on both sides of his chest.

"He was a really nice young man, full of life and really funny". She saw the sudden pain in his eyes and said: "Am really sorry for your loss".

"Thanks. So you work here?" he asked changing the subject.

"Yes. For about three months now" she brought out her pen and notepad again "So what should I get you?"

"Something to keep me on high alert while I wait for my friend"

"Alright" she left and in a few seconds, she was back with a bottle of Heineken. "On the house" she whispered as she kept it on the table.

Alone, Peter took a mouthful from the chilled beer and took a deep breath. These three days has been hell but a chilled beer like this one makes you remember it is a privilege to be alive. The thought of David not been able to experience satisfaction like this one ever again broke his heart. How could someone kill a sweet person like David? What did he do that was so bad, that couldn't be forgiven?

Not ready to spoil his mood, he shifted his thought to Judith. He prayed she is alright. Then it went to Heaven that will be joining him soon. Could the weird nurse at the hospital be right? He wondered but his mind suggested he forgot that crazy nurse. What is he going to tell her made him run away and never called? That is the main reason why she is coming this evening.

"The truth of course," his mind told him.

He took another mouthful and pushed his thoughts back to that beautiful morning when he woke up beside Heaven. He watched her as she slept peacefully with a childish smile across her lips. He thought to himself she must be the sexy woman in the world, no, maybe just in his world. She deserved a beautiful surprise every waking morning of her life.

After landing her a soft peck on her cheek, he got dressed quietly, not wanting to disturb her and he left to get her a surprise gift from the mall. At the lobby, he met Mercy the receptionist and told her where he was headed. She smiled and requested for something, which he agreed to get her.

On his way back with lots of surprises for Heaven, he met what seemed like an accident. A man lay back down on the ground; a pool of blood underneath his head. Another with a cut on his right hand stood over him, flagging him to stop, almost crying. A damaged motorcycle was abandoned not far from them.

His head told him not to stop, and that it could be an ambush. His heart told him to stop and help, the man on the ground could die if he didn't. His heart won, he applied brakes just a few meters away from the bleeding man and alighted from the car.

He rushed to the man on the ground; he touched his neck and felt a pause.

"Get the car door! Let's carry him in!" he yelled at the one standing.

"Oh, thank you! God bless you!" he went over to his back, and paused.