Vince knew her suspicion was right about Mr François the reason he never called her, was because she had visited the office but what has become of him? She never told me what has become of his fingerprints.
A few times I overheard her speaking to Sergeant Albert, but from my observation, she wasn't giving up, she seems pretty determined to get justice for her money and her hall.
Well Mr. Gilbert, of all the people you have messed with, I think you have messed this time with the wrong woman, she is determined to make you pay and from what I have seen she is a praying soul and she alone is not fighting this battle.'
The last week in July she changed her pattern, and so did her mood. Vince decided the last Friday to leave work a bit earlier to visit her mom and Haley.
Things at the office were slow and he didn't have any appointments for the remaining afternoon. Looking at his gold band Rolex watch on his wrist to check the time, he had fifteen minutes before he leaves the office for three.
While straightening out his desk he thought, 'Maybe she might have said something to them and my little lady will reveal it to me, knowing she talks to Haley about a lot of things.'
Before leaving his office he checked to see that his black tailored suit wasn't soil in any way, his hair was neatly combed and his shoes were shining.
Hearing when his watch beeps for three-o-clock he took up his briefcase and walks out of his office locking his door.
Realizing some strange things has been happening lately and he didn't want anyone tampering with his files to disrupt his business.
From a distance on the stretch almost to her home he observed a string of vehicles blocking their entrance.
Wondering if something had happened, Vince becomes concerned thinking at that moment her mom has become sick or her gramma.
Slowing down trying to get a glimpse of what was happening, sending down the glass to see what was going on, but there was no noise or commotion at the house.
Driving up to get a park, Vince noticed there was a big tent a slight distance from her mom's home and there was no parking spot.
Changing his mind about visiting her family when he saw a park. Vince takes a deep breath feeling such a relief, for this nagging feeling he got after lunch to see her siblings was like a pin that keep stabbing his heart.
Having to walk back a fair distance but then he realize he will get the chance to see exactly what was taking place for all this show and drama that was taking place. He didn't reach the tent properly when Haley was already holding his hand.
Seeing her in this pretty pink frill dress, he didn't want her soiling her dress, so he scoop her up in his arm. When she wraps her small hands around his neck hugging and kissing him.
Loving it very much just as Fredrick and Sueann do it at home. 'God, this child gives me joy the way she hugs and kisses me.'
"Bill, why haven't you visited me? And do you know Mom has been so worried about you, Bill is Sis unwell she only visited once in a while, I miss her so much?"
"I am sorry for not visiting regularly but I had a pile up of work at the office but I am here now to see you and mom."
"Didn't Sis tell you today was Gramma Ursilla's funeral, Sis is very close to Gramma Ursilla?"
"Who is gramma Ursilla?"
"Bill, oh..ooo... don't you know nothing? she is my gramma sister." Vince notices how she twitches her nose when she is not pleased with something. Smiling as he recalls how Sidney does that only when she sees Chrystal.
Pondering about asking her for Sidney, but she is smart and she will suspect something is wrong. When he thought about it again, 'I should ask if she is here already?' "Honey, has your sister reached from work as yet?"
Then he felt this heaviness from deep within as this thought flashed through his mind, 'All this time I thought it was her mood swing, and here she was grieving for her loved one. If I didn't hurt her so badly she would have come to me for comfort.'
With Haley rattling on I shifted my gaze through the crowd to see if I could catch a glimpse of her.
Everyone was seated then my eyes spotted her, she was sitting in the second row at the front. Her hair was neatly tied in a bun and she was wearing a black suit.
Seeing a seat next to her available Vince was going towards her when at that very moment a gentleman came next to her and sat down.
Looking at them conversing as they keep whispering to each other. Becoming angry Vince wanted to know who was it that was so bold to whisper to her in public, and all her family was there and they weren't saying anything.
Feeling this rage boiling from deep within, when he felt like shaking that person's life out. Clenching his fist until his knuckles hurt when Haley kisses my face once more before saying, "Pastor is asking Sis to help him with the service."
Looking at the child in his arms, Vince wondered if she had seen his rage and wanted to calm him down or if she was reading my thoughts as her sister does.
"What! is he your Pastor?"
"Yes!" Haley responds with a big smile on her face.
Observing many of the people who were sitting near where he was standing turned around to look at us as though they were listening to us as we speaks.
When Haley lift her hands and waved with a big smile as though she was happy with me holding her.
He felt the rage gradually subside as he slowly exhaled the air from his lungs. What surprises him was as he did Haley, pat his shoulders as though she knew he was eating up himself.