Barely 30 and she's been in five different relationships and one failed marriage, Chloe decided to pack the last item she needed to embark on a journey into the unknown.
Having decided few months ago to change scenery and know what fate awaits her on the other side, she double-checked her items necessary for survival and making sure she has enough cash to go at hand not forgetting she also has $100,000 sitting calmly underneath her bed which happened to be the savings she was able to realize from her last entanglement she wasn't really sure could be tagged "Marriage".
Life with Kraven wasn't really the happily ever after kind of a deal or was it the beds of roses she imagined it to be, considering the fact that during their courting days, he exhibited a certain level of gentlemanliness that was probably the heart request of any intending lady ready to settle down.
Hazel nuts eyes, perfectly cut nose, streamlined jaw and a killer smile to compliment his masculinity, with a staggering 6"3 height that would make you feel safe, secure and protected.
Displayed a maximum level of caring and intentional attitude, very thoughtful and creative when it comes to using words and also knowing the right words to use and when or how to use it.
Kraven, oh how I miss them fancy gifts he showers on me after having his fun with me, still a miracle on how I came out alive and living.
Though tried escaping twice and was boxed up and taken back to his mansion, truly a man with power, of which no one will wish to be on his bad book.
"You will always be my wife, till I say I'm tired of you, wherever you think you can go, have it in mind I'll find you and bring you back till I'm bored and tired of you" still remembered his deep baritone voice echoing as I replay his exact words in my head, well let's see how you plan on bringing me back to you I said within me and smiled awkwardly knowing the plot I created into making a believable story that would sell.
To him, she was just another prized item to display to his friends and business associates whenever the urge to do so comes, he doesn't respond to her sexual demands and when he does, he does so with a heightened level of brutality and tourture, making no much difference between me and a cheap road side whore
The slaps, stabs, blows, punches, kicks I've had to endure for the past 6 months shows my resilient spirit, but looks like the veil that was covering my eyes thinking I could get him to change from the monster he is gradually becoming, but I guess that would be just a wishful thought.
Looking at her passport, seeing the new name written on it "KIMBERLY FOSTER" she has concluded within herself that she'll start all over again and don't intend making the same mistake she made, although she really has made a lot of mistakes that if awards were to be given for mistakes been made, she would definitely be getting them a lot, and might even create a collection for them, like the one time she made a mistake of falling in love with Dylan even when she was told that Dylan wasn't the commitment type of guy and she'll regret taking the "Bold" step.
Believing every man can change if he meets the right woman of his dreams, well the facade only went for about 3 months, guess she wasn't the right woman of his dreams, is she really a woman of any man's dreams?well time will surely tell.
She decided to travel moderate and not create awareness, because it is believed that Chloe McClarens, who happens to be the wife of Kraven McClaren was dead, and indeed that part of her life is gone and simply gone for good, guess we'll have to discover who truly is Kimberly Foster.
Feeling excited and enthusiastic about what fate has in store for her, she decided to find her abode in Ireland and possibly carve her name on a stone as a monument, but time will tell.
Having made her research, ahe decided to settle in the most rural area in Ireland, no suitable place than Tullamore, having a total estimated inhabitants of 15,738 individuals, and mostly living their lives offline which makes it a very perfect camouflage for her change, growth and expansion.
She decided to hear her mom's voice one last time, everything she has learnt and proud of was as a result of her mother's love and commitment into seeing her becoming something meaningful.
"Hello, good evening please who am I speaking with?" She would really miss this calm, soothing and affectionate voice, hoping that things could have been better if only her mother didn't talk her into marrying Kraken, well truth be told even if her mom haven't really pushed the idea of marriage to her, she would still have considered it as an option as a way of paying him back for having saved them from going bankrupt.
"Hello, can you hear me, please speak up, let us know how we can be of assistance to you", her mother's voice brought her back into reality and she responded "Mom, it's me" imagining her mother's reaction to hearing her only daughter voice who was believed to be involved in a fatal car accident, she pinched herself to toggle her memory back into reality.
"Chloe, where are you?, are you truly Chloe or it's my brain torturing me with the memories of my daughter?, please who is this and how did you get hold of my number?"
"Mom it is really I, your daughter, please mom whatever you do, never tell anyone, I mean anyone that I'm alive, just can no longer stand the treatment I seem to be recieving from Kraven any longer, so I've made up my mind to start a new legacy for myself, since authorities could not annul our marriage, I guess it's till death do us part, and death was the only choice I had mom"
"I'm sorry for ever suggesting you gave the young man a trial, it's my fault now that you're turning into a fugitive to escape from a toxic marriage, I'm deeply sorry my pumpkin, please forgive me"
Tear drops clustered in her eyes but she really needed to hit the road, glancing at the clock over the shelf, it's few minutes past 2am "Mom I really need to go, I'll call you whenever I'm settled, so please stay safe for me would you? And also don't forget to play your part of a mother who lost her child because to the world I'm dead and if you can't play the role well, suspicion might arise and trust me the turn out won't be to my favor, so I forgive you already, and I believe it's no fault of yours, we all make mistakes because we are rational beings, so don't get yourself worked up over nothing"
"Take care of yourself mom, I LOVE YOU".
Ireland was really not what she was told of while she was growing, she was marvelled by the lush mass of green landscape the country has, having read about the little haven to be a place connected to nature and upholding their culture to be their top most priority she could tell herself she wasn't really expecting nothing less from the breathtaking picturesque that was in front of her.
"Well it's me and you now against all odds" she muttered within herself and made her way to find an hotel she could rest for the night because her journey wasn't through the normal route due to the fact she didn't wish to raise suspicions about her identity.
Walking down few blocks from where the ferry dropped her, she scanned the territory out of impulse, having been used to it during her stay with the monster in disguise of a husband.
A hotel was what she would kill for at the moment, was as though nature heard her subtle cry of desperation and decided to grant her request, because not quite long, a taxi stopped abruptly, seeing loads and luggages the driver guessed she was a visitor or a new settler and decided to give her a helping hand.
"New to the area ma'am?, how can I be of assistance to you" The driver asked, not coming down from his vehicle till he has gotten the response that would determine his next move.
"Sure, please you start by taking me to a very moderate hotel I could pass the night then by the morning, I'd consider going to get an apaet, just need somewhere to lay my head on for the night"
"How long you intend staying, because why I'm asking is so you could get your name registered by Sheriff Finn and get to enjoy every possible entitlement that may arise of been an Irish", he said with a smile.
A thorough and concrete glance at him, you'd put him amongst the age grades of 40 - 45, red hair, brown eyes, crooked nose I believe was as a result of occasional bar fights, his teeth were really missing in numbers, chubby and probably 4"7 judging from his sitting posture.
"Fine, take me to the hotel first, then come get me by morning and drive me to your Mr. Derek so I can be a qualified candidate to contest in the forthcoming election", having said it with sarcasm, he really seems not to understand the plot twist or he decided to act neutral like he doesn't know, I guess if the later was the answer he really has a nice way of showing it.
"Sheriff Finn ma'am" stepping down from his vehicle to help her load her luggages into the vehicle and proving himself to being a gentleman he was, opened the door for her while she entered saying a silent prayers for opportunities in her expedition in a totally different territory.
Owing to the fact that while she was growing, there wasn't much of travelling either on vacation, picnic or random visitation, because she was raised by a single mother, after her drunk father died as a result of liver damage, well that was a lesson she would definitely inculcate into her unborn kids about the effects of excessive drugs and alcohol intake.
The car arrived at her supposed destination, she alighted only to behold a magnificent structure, built with stones and having engravings to it of which she really doesn't know the language it was, but suspects it to be Gaelic, she added figuring out what was written to her list of accomplishment. The building wasn't what she would pass to be 'moderate' like she envisioned.
Stepping in into the graceful lobby, she went to the lady at the front desk to request for any available room.
"Good evening, please do you have any room still available?" She asked with a sad long weary eyes.
"fáilte go hÉirinn" she said with a deep rich accent I guess must be their native language of the irish, blonde hair with sky blue eyes, milky tone skin, and a perfect definition of a natural beauty, could tell because she's got apparently nothing on her face than a mild lip gloss she applied on her small sized lips.
"Hello, I'm Maeve O'Neill, welcome to Three Sisters Inn, please fill out this form while I find out the available room for you, how long do you intend staying if I may ask?"
All the while she was speaking, she never stopped smiling, wonder how she was able to pull that off, "what's with people and knowing how long she intend staying?, why is everyone so much interested in how long I'm going to stay?" She spoke within herself.
Like as though she could hear her thoughts loudly, Maeve answered "why I'm asking how long you're staying is so you could meet my bro--, sorry I meant to say the Sheriff Finn, so you could register yourself to be one of us, thereby enjoying many benefits that comes with being Irish, so many outlaws and fugitives are becoming rampant these days, so I will not like a situation which would warrant putting up this little village on the island into unnecessary troubles - even though my brothers are used to troubles, it would be advisable to avoid those of which you can before it becomes a wildfire" she laughed a hearthy laugh and not noticing the sweat beads that found its way to my forehead at the mention of 'fugitive' - that which she actually is at the moment, till she discovers her new identity.
"Kimberly Foster?, your name sounds lovely and you indeed are beautiful neglecting the visible signs of stress and fatigue I guess from your trip, but I've got the perfect room for you darling, please come with me"
She really is a chatterbox no disputing that, well she followed her towards the staircase leading upstairs, got to the second floor and was directed to a room at the extreme.
The room exterior looks like it was crafted specially and not like the other rooms she saw at the first floor.
"Make yourself comfortable while I brew you a cup of hot chocolate for your journey, it's totally on the house, to say welcome to Three Sisters Inn, she bellowed with a contagious laughter straight from her belly even I couldn't help myself than smile while she cat walked down to the lobby.
She slept and felt 'home' and a certain amount of peace for once in her life she couldn't describe why, forgetting her previous life, forgetting all her worriea, forgetting all her stress, she allowed mother nature take her on a blissful journey into the unknown.
Her alarm buzzed and brought her out of her subconsciousness and back into reality, glancing sleepily towards the alarm sitting comfortable on the bed side drawer, 08:30am, she really needs to get accustomed to the time zone of Ireland if she indeed want to carve her name on the stone of accomplishments, she dragged herself lazily into the bathroom to freshen up and get herself ready for the days task which the dreaded interview with the Sheriff Durek, or what was the name Maeve called the Sheriff?.
Well, she would definitely find out, it's all a matter of time, timing has really become a usual factor of hers in her quest for answers.
A knock on the door startled her but remembering her new identity, she was no longer the scared, embarrassed, shy or lost lady but a refined beautiful, intellectual, loving, daring, brave and confident woman, she stood up to open the door and was greeted by a smiling Maeve.
"What is with this lady and her unending smile, looks like she's really got her life figured out and living the best of her dreams"
"Hello, good morning to you, how are you doing and I'm guessing you slept peacefully right?" She queried cheerfully with a cup filled with what she concluded was tea.
"Well, yes I did come on in, didn't know I slept past my usual morning time, I yawned feeling a little bit still sleepy, perhaps while I'm dressed could you be kind enough to give me directions to the Sheriff ... office?"
"That's not a border, it's a tiny village on an island, we might not have fancy electronics like your folks over there, but words do fly around, won't be surprised if he shows up at the lobby downstairs sweetheart" she said with a chuckle and headed to drop the tray she was holding at the bedside drawer, stepping close to the bed and exclaimed
"Is this not the Fenty Eau de Parfum believed to be only worn by the famous singer Rihanna, wow, you'd definitely lend me this whenever I decide to finally give love a chance and also give a fear a chance to hit, she smiled to herself at the thought of falling head over heels for someone, to her she believes love makes you weak, stupid and cringy and she doesn't want to be attributed to any of the above mentioned quality.
"Okay, what time would he be coming over so I can know how the rest of the day would be for me"
"Relax honey, most planned events tend to be the one with the greater failures
mo dhuine beag a voice called from the lobby downstairs, in a deep rich intimidating voice, "where are you my prized doll, hello, anyone home?"
"That's my brother, Liam" she said, "he was supposed to come back yesterday though but was caught up with work schedules, had to tell him I'm sick, she smiled again to herself while she took a sip of the content in the cup that was supposed to be for her, what really is wrong with this lady? Such a carefree, endearing and beautiful soul, one can't help but fall in love with her.
Heavy thud could be heard coming up the step in a rhythmic graceful motion
"Quick, tuck me into your bed and act like you're babysitting me, please I'll let go of your payment for a week here, how about that for a deal, and I could also take you around town to exciting places you would love, thank you"
With that, she packed all my stuffs I has mapped out to wear back into my box and went under the covers of the bed, the footstep now more reaounding showing whosoever was behind the footstep would soon get to her room and find her babysitting the front desk staff, was she dreaming or probably imagining things as a result of too much sleep?, well for what it's worth, she'd have a one week free trial as that would mean ample time for her to get an apartment of her own and possibly get a job too.
A knock at the slightly ajar door, before the proceeding of graceful steps into the room, his presece suddenly made the room look small, though she knew the room was small, but with him inside it made it appear smaller or was that also her imaginations?, she really is now imagining things a lot.
"Dia duit, a bhrón, Maidin mhaith" he said hoping to get a response from her, when he noticed the confused look, he realized she wasn't a native, so he then decided to ask casually,
"Please, I assume you don't speak Gaelic, do you by any chance know where my little one is?"
Never for once had she thought a human could be this 'perfect', she was still trying to let the realization sink in, he asked again "please have you seen Maeve, there was something with the way he said the name, which made her guts twist, oh God, she wasn't supposed to be thinking anything related to romance at the moment till she could figure out what her purpose to life actually is.
"Well, your sister is right here, she's sleeping, she told me you'd be coming never knew it would be this early, I'm Ch-- sorry Kimberly Foster, but Kim is okay with me, nice to meet you ---"
He stood there examining the petite figure in his peripheral vision, red hair, brown eyes, little chubby cheeks, pale looking lips that begged to be kissed and sucked, straight chin reflecting she must be the rule abiding kind of lady, perfectly shaped breast that yearned to be handled by a real man, curves even though she had a robe on, he knows a curvy lady when he sees one, looking at the hands, small but firm, depicting resilience and dedication, finally grabbing her hand with a devilish grin "I'm Liam O'Neill, I was kind of wondering how you know I was coming today or is there a little mistake you're mistaking me for someone else?" He quizzed.
A cough silenced the interrogation and he left me, sitting by the end of the bed holding Maeve hand "what is wrong with you mo dhuine beag , have you called the family doctor to come check you out, what about our big bro, why didn't you give out a call to him, you know he would suspend whatever it is to come over, c'mon talk to me my pretty daffodils you're making me worried" he asked with a great amount love and tenderness in his voice.
"I'm fine big bro, welcome, how was your trip, hope it was worthwhile, I just need your pineapple cake and I'll be better, she looked at me and winked and coughed again, hope you got something for me from your trip back also you know it's Ma remembrance in 3 months time" she said with a dry and sickening tone I've ever heard, damn this lady is really a born actress, like how is she pulling this off with no stress at all, if it were to be her, her laughter would have ruined the whole plot.
"I'll have to call big bro and tell him you're sick" he picked up his phone and dailed a number, waiting for the receiver to pick from the other end.
"Síochán leat brother, he said while walking out of the room.
"I know my brothers would move mountains for my sake, and I love testing level of love towards me, trust me, my eldest brother will arrive any moment soon she smiled and closed her eyes again to continue her acting role.
Two rushing feets could be heard running up the stairs, without knocking the door was pushed open and a more 'perfect' figure than that of the initial perfect came in and kneeling beside the bed not even noticing her presence.
Hurt a little at the realization she wasn't up to the kind of lady that catches his eyes and also relieved that those black deep eyes were focused on his sister rather than on her.
"how are you feeling, is anything broken, have you had anything to eat, Liam call the family doctor to come quickly that there is an emergency, don't move my little one I'm here"
"You know I don't like it when you get all mushy and lovey-dovey towards me Finn, I'm no longer a little girl anymore, I'll be celebrating my 24th birthday after Mom's remembrance so I'm a full grown woman" Maeve said with a strong level of authority while pouting and still playing sick.
"I agree, you're a full grown woman, but you'll always be my little one, once the family doctor gets here and I see nothing serious is wrong, I'll go get you some treats to make you feel better, how about that little one?"
She smiled and sat up lazily on the bed, I want you to meet someone
"Oh no, please don't let the someone be me, oh God" I prayed inwardly.
"Meet my very good friend, Kimberly, she'd be staying for a while though we were making preparations to come meet you so she could be registered as a citizen, I just grew a certain level of fondness towards her, and she's pretty caring, was babysitting me while my two brothers left me to dieee" adding more emphasis on the dieing part.
"Hello, what's your name and how old are you, can I see some ID please?" He asked with all level of seriousness in him.
"C'mon brother, that's no way to treat a lady, stop being so uptight, beòthaig beag, and learn to live a little, give love a chance" she said.
The smell of something appetizing engulfed the room and within few minutes Liam came in with a tray having a cover of which my guess was the pineapple cake Maeve requested.
Love truly does reflect amongst this trio she concluded.
"Now get up and eat something so you'd feel fine and keep haunting my life till I'm no more mo dhuine beag, you'll need your strength to torture ne for the rest of the days I sojourn the surface and toilings of the earth
"I see Kimberly Foster, aged 27, marital status single, brown eyes, I guess I can work with this for the mean time, but please whenever you're chanced, do come by the station to fill out a form, thank you ma'am".
Turning and heading outside, then like someone forgetting something, he turned back and said to his brother "leave her side one minute before the family doctor comes amd examines her and I find out, trust me, that pineapple whatever will be the last thing you'll be making with those hands of yours" he said with seriousness and added a wicked grin to his face and walked downstairs to go patrol and see to the serenity and peacefulness in the environment.
Even though I'm not the one those statement was told to, I simply cannot imagine what might eventually happen if he does decide to carry out his threats.
"Don't mind him, though he doesn't necessarily mean it the way he says it but I know there would be consequences for any action I take before the arrival of the family doctor" he asnwered as though he read what was in my mind.
"Is he always like this, serious and never smiling?" I asked curiously
"Well, since you've made acquaintances with mo dhuine beag I guess it won't be long enough till she tells you our life history, isn't that right mo dhuine beag?, he pinched her cheeks softly and smiled when she responded with a resounding smack on the back of his hands.
"Now there's my tigress roaring back into life, good thing I learnt this recipe from mom, I'm glad it was worthwhile, I'm pretty sure mom must be smiling whereever she is and must be totally proud of me" he said with a mixed feeling of both happened and pride in him.
"Kim, what's your story?"
What's my story?, what's my story?, is he a psychic or what, what does he mean by what's my story?, oh God, I think this was such a bad idea, now what do I say to him?.
"Well, just decided to change environment a little and see where it takes me, simply going to flow with the tides, nothing much " I replied.
"That's lovely, I have a pub down the street, perhaps you could come have a pint of whatever you choose as your poison my lady" he gestured with an outstretched hands towards me, on impulse, gave him my hands and he planted a subtle kiss on the back of my hands, nice meeting you and hope to have an adventure with you soon, also if you need help with anything the O'Neill will surely be of assistance to you love, enjoy your stay", he ended and finally turned to his sister and spoke something in Gaelic which made her brighten up a little, getting up from the bed and walking towards the door, he too turned like his brother, this time not to mutter a threat but said something in a more calm and relaxing tone "Guidheamaid d'òrain do dh'fhàgail" and left.
"Finally they are gone, my brothers can go extra length like I said for me, now look at me eating pineapple cake, what could be more relaxing than this?" She asked with a mouthful of cake, so where are we going first now that you've met the Sheriff, please don't forget to stop by tomorrow at the station, except you need him to dig deep into your background and trust me he is one good detective in that aspect, so let's talk about the apartment that would fit you personality, shy, reserved, calm, coordinated, I think I know the perfect spot for you, I'll have to take you to Mrs. O'Sullivan, she has an apartment she was willing to lease out early this month, we'll have to start out quest from there, what do you say?" She asked raising one of her eye brows and waiting patiently for me to think things thoroughly before giving her an expected answer.
"Well, there really isn't anything left for me to think, is there?, I found myself laughing not only because of my response but to the fact someone I met in less than 24 hours is already planning out my schedule, but I'll need someone who knows the nooks and cranny of the island as it would make both my apartment and job hunting a success and with someone as spirited as Maeve, her settlement in the area would be worthwhile.
"Don't you need to change to something more ..." looking for the perfect word to use so as not to sound rude or offensive, more casual?, I asked.
"Oh Mrs. O'Sullivan is just three blocks ahead and besides I love what I'm wearing, it gives me a certain amount of confidence I utterly need" she replied
Only if she knew how jealous I am right now, at her level of confidence and free spirited personality of hers she won't utter such a statement.
Well, I on the other hand, need to change, who did you leave your office downstairs at the lobby to Maeve?" Not because I was trying to pursue her or something but it just doesn't seem right, I thought within myself
She laughed a cheerful and hearty laugh even I had to join in the chorus of her laughter because it really was a melody to hear, she then spoke after finally getting a hold of herself "Darling, you're not in any fancy hotel, this was a property passed down from generations past down to our family, and we make sure to see to it's running on a daily basis, don't get yourself worked up, go get changed let's start out our girls trip, oh my God, this would be so much fun" she squealed the last part of the sentence with a heightened level of excitement.
Time will tell, only time will tell, I said to myself
"Something just doesn't seem right, who is really Kimberly Foster?, for what it's worth she could be a serial killer, a sex worker, a drug dealer, an ex-convict, a kidnapper or possibly an organ harvester, what truly is her story, where is she from and what made her wish to relocate down to a less populated Island in Ireland? Who does that?" These are the questions than ran on his mind as he peowls to and fro in his office while trying to figure out who Kimberly Foster truly is and why was the sudden bond and connection present between she and his angel?.
Maeve wasn't someone who keep company too close, she is cheerful, friendly and loving no disputing that, but becoming buddies with a total stranger is far fetched, well it's his sister we're talking about here, nothing seems far fetched when it comes to her happiness and peace of mind.
Grabbing hold of his chair, he tapped a key on his computer and it came alive with the home screen displaying a man holding a woman's waist and smiling affectionately into her eyes, oh how the pictures brings home memories, his both parent died during their visit to Russia in an explosion, and was left with the sole responsibility of taking care of his younger ones, while just been 14, although in Tullamore every adult takes any child as theirs, so supports and affection was shown to them after the news came, one very notable person was Carrie O'Sullivan, oh God bless her soul, that woman is an angel is disguise, she made it her quest to see he and his siblings have something to eat and also gives them little money which her usual words "now take this, just incase you see something that catches your beautiful fancy eyes darling" complimented with a graceful smile.
Mrs. Carrie has four children and 6 grandchildren married to Bob O'Sullivan with more still on their way, her philosophy to life is "help while you can, you might never get the chance to do it again" from the little money she gives them, he saved some part and was able to keep the light and water running at the Three Sisters Inn, still wondering what inspired his mother into creating more rooms to their already built house and giving it the weirdest name he has ever heard, it was not as thougb he had 3 sisters to start with. It was from the money he was saving up, that made it possible for him to purchase the form to join the Military.
I'll protect my family with every drop of blood within me was his daily mantra for survival and that made it possible for him to finish and come back to take up the position of the Sheriff after Bob spoke to him on his retirement.
Having handled the position for the past 4 years, he has gotten accustomed to people, places and has also won the heart of the settlers on the island, even potential suitors as well.
At 35, he really wasn't ready for commitment and anything relating to relationships, he believed love isn't meant to be personally defined but expressed outwardly, so that is what he does as been the Sheriff, settling on disputes is one of things on the Island.
Deciding to start up his search on Facebook, he then tapped on the search icon on his system, keyed in the word Kimberly Foster and clicked on the search icon, a search not found page quickly popped up on his screen.
Is she the offline kind of person that prefers solitude and moments alone or is there something wild she is trying to conceal?, well he'd try his best to figure out her side of the story and not be biased when issuing out his verdict.
His sea of thoughts was disrupted by the beep of his walkie-talkie he had on his hips, signalling an emergency, he pushed the receiving button sideways and said "Sheriff Finn, what's the emergency?" waiting for the receiving end of the phone.
"Hello big brother, where are you, can you come over to Three's? , if you're not too busy", three's was the name he and his sibling gave the house because Three Sisters Inn was such a mouthful and it has gotten the voting of everyone and has now become the accepted name for his mother's piece of work.
"Maeve, what is the problem mo dhuine beag, please tell me your health issue isn't getting worse, has the family doctor done the necessary checks on you?, I'm on my way already, you know I can never be too busy for you my Deòran milis, give me 20 minutes to close up for the day, and next time olease call on my mobile and not the walkie" he cautioned her mildly, and pray she does decide to abide with this simple rule this time.
A typical doppelganger of his mother, strong-willed, cheerful, welcoming, endearing, and loyal but trust me it gets really messy when you're on her bad books of which I doubt she has anyways, because remembering when she told I and Finn about her getting mad at her friend Dorothy and said she'll never talk to her again, only to hear the next day, she has forgiven Dorothy what I'm certain of is once you notice even the slighest of anger visible on her face, just simply avoid her and allow her do a mental equation to either forgive you instantly or know how long your forgiveness will be due, but he really loves his little one to the moon and back because that was the greatest gift his mother left under his protection and also it reminds him of Mom.
Locking up and heading towards his pick-up truck, an inheritance of his late father although there is money to change into a more fancy car but he decided that this car is his legacy, if his children decides to let go of it, it should be parked and not sold to anyone regardless of the amount offered.
From afar he could see two figures standing gracefully under the early morning sun, almost same height, female, one red hair, the other blonde, the blonde really does look like his sister, stepping on the gas, he raced towards the Three's, and stop few steps away from where they are and alighted.
"What was the emergenct mo dhuine beag?" He asked while planting a forehead kiss on her, glancing at a companion and was speechless for a minute, had to tell himself to get it right.
"Hello to you and you look -- different, I guess my sister has picked you to be her side kick into making my life unbearable or is she also making your life unbearable as well?"
"Brother there is no such compliment as different, tell her she looks beautiful, pretty, awesome, lovely, arrghh...what's wrong with my family and finding it difficult to express love language?", turning to me "is it just men in general is it's just my brothers who are helpless on the issues of love?"
Directing the question to me is something, but expecting me to give an opinion is a totally new and different level of confidence, well I'll be needing the confidence a whole lot, so after deep and critical thinking I answered with a sheepish smile "well, some men just need the right touch and presence of a woman to spark out their flames, so I believe with time, he'll get it right, am I right?" Feeling a little boost of confidence, I turned to him squarely looking into those dark deep eyes and not flinching a bit, guess Maeve presence is really becoming a key factor into realizing the new me.
"Fine, I give up, you win" smiling a little and raising his both hands in the hair showing submission.
His smile was really something out of the ordinary - it was real, genuine and looking like it came from the heart and not only the face.
"I want you to take us to go see Mrs. O'Sullivan, Kim here needs somewhere she could call her home, I offered to give her Mom's room she turned my offer down" pouting prettily for someone pretending to sulk.
This lady is totally something, like what can she possibly do to you that might get you angry is still what was going on through my head, I for one will not like to see her other side.
"Fine, I'll take you both there but please you know you can always reach me on my mobile, don't you?" He asked after we all have entered the truck, the truck smells like momeries, exploration and a story of love.
What is wrong with her and getting all mushed up about a vehicle -- C'mon its only a truck one mind tells her but another part of her believed it was more than a truck to its driver.
"If I call you on the mobile, you won't treat it with urgency like you did now knowing I'll rate your service delivery to Big Old Bob whenever I get to see him and you know he believes me" Maeve said with a pure wicked grin on her face.
The journey to the O'Sullivan's home was quite interesting, considering the fact that mo dhuine beag was their companion, thank goodness, because what would he possibly say to keep them from driving in total silence?, he wasn't really the talking type, he prefers listening and critically analyzing scenarios pretty well before taking any decisions at all, unlike his sister who does thing from pure natural instincts, and things usually turn out positive for her, how she manages to get positive results for things she put little or no efforts at all was still something to investigate.
"Brother heard that Dorothy is getting married by October, called me and asked if I could be her chief bridesmaid if it's okay with me, and I had to tell her I'll have to check my schedule and hope I'm free and also praying nothing comes up before then" I told her and she said I should extend my greetings to my tigers, which I told her I no longer have tigers but only Siamese cats now she said and smiled, but I did tell her I'll extend her greetings.
"Meow, I need some milk" her brother teasingly requested with another smile after she called him a cat, well really never knew what it felt like having an elder brother like this and also experience the undying affection shared by both of them.
The O'Sullivan lived moderately, having trained all their children, they decided to retire and enjoy the packages that comes with retirements and also the benefits that comes with having all your children doing well for themselves occasionally visiting them whenever the need arises.
Dorothy was Maeve childhood friend and was one of the daughter of the O'Sullivan, while growing up they were totally inseparable and were sometimes regarded to be sisters from another totally different world.
"Welcome to our humble home home" a delightful squeal greeted them as they found their way into the comfortably set living room, you must be the beautiful lady everyone has been talking about throughout the morning, she smiled, you know it's pretty a small town so news fly around faster than you can ever imagine darling, don't get yourself worked up over nothing. Please have a seat, she called away "Honey, the Sheriff is here to see you and he's got company, oh bless my heart and come and welcome them, would you Bob?"
"Okay, I'm coming right up, let me finish up with what I'm doing at the moment and I'll be with y'all in a bit" a husky voice bellowed from upstairs.
Maeve you've really grown, look how big the woman you're becoming, when do you plan on introducing a fine looking young man darling?, she said and cupped Maeve cheeks to plant a kiss on her forehead, and hugged me so affectionately for once I felt a sense of belonging.
"What is your name darling and where are you from sweetheart?" She quizzed me cheerfully while waiting for a response from me.
"The name is Kimberly Foster ma'am, I'm from Winchester" I replied confidently - something I seem to be exhibiting while been close to Maeve.
"Oh bless my heart, stop been a sweetheart love, Carrrie is okay with me or you can choose to call me Mrs. O'Sullivan as I'm usually addressed around the island. So what do you do or what is your intention and also how long do you intend staying pumpkin?"
Questioning really seems to be a natural traits of the settlers over here, still the same old how long do you intend staying all over again, coming from this woman gave her a huge sense of relief, so she replied truthfully "Well, truth be told, I really haven't figured that out yet ma - Mrs. O'Sullivan, I'm simply here looking for whatever opportunity that comes my path and hoping something good turns out from it".
"Mrs. O'Sullivan, she needs a place she could stay for the meanwhile, like an abode of her own, somewhere tranquil for her kind of person, cause she's more like of the indoor kind of woman, so do you think you have somewhere she'd fit into for the timeframe she'll be spending here" Maeve questioned mildly.
"Well, there is a little cottage by the close to the sea shore, it's calm, tranquil, and definitely got a breathtaking view of the sea, I'll go get them spare keys so our good Old Sheriff to drive us quickly down to the cottage so dear Kim would have a look at the place and decide if she'll take up the offer for the house or not".
Few minutes after she answered heartily, footsteps could be heard receding downward towards the living room, a small sized plump looking man, possibly in his late sixties with a round belly as a result of a large consumption of beer which proves my theory right as he was holding a bottle of beer half empty.
"Hello to you all, sorry for my late entry, how are you doing?, you must be the new settler I've been hearing stuffs about he said facing my direction, welcome and have a lovely stay in here and if you need help on anything, please don't hesistate to inform Sheriff Finn, with such a fine young man, trust me you'll feel very much secured, what's the name by the way?" he asked finally.
"My name is Kimberly, Kimberly Foster sir, pleased to meet you sir" I courtesyed and smiled, he simply opened out his arms in anticipation for a hug of which finally he succeeded in getting, after all, he was the only one who wasn't interested in how long she hoped to stay, that's something.
The drive was a thirty minutes distance from the O'Sullivan's residential, getting close to the cottage, she felt a sense of oneness and belonging and a stronger connection to the place even before getting there.
The closer they get, the stronger the bond became.
Then finally upon their arrival, they alighted from the vehicle and went towards to little home on the cliff, it was as though the house was built because of her kind of personality, caramel coloured painting interior greeted us cozily as we entered into the house, a two-room apartment sitting on the cliff, facing towards the sea, a bedside reading table to compliment the room she intend taking as hers, due to its view of the sea.
"So what do you think darling, do you think you can pull it off?, I'm sure you'll be able to handle to cleaning and other minor home maintenance right love?" Mrs. O'Sullivan inquired and if you need any help, our dear Maeve could be of assistance in that area, she smiled and turned towards Maeve while she spoke.
"You don't need to tell her, even if she doesn't need my help, I'll definitely be needing her help on how to activate my feminine part of me, don't you think so K.?" She asked and smiled towards me.
"Well, that would be great I finally concluded, pretty looking forward to assisting you in that area darling" I told her with a bit of assurance.
Time will tell love, time will surely tell.