Saturday, April 4. 2015
"A guy I know" has been dealing with a situation for months, it just ended abruptly.I'll call this guy P_D. His sixteen year old daughter was in contact with a man forty years her senior. It was proven that the relationship was not platonic. P_D called the local sheriff, who visited the man. I guess with limited evidence, or without catching the man in the act, the sheriff could not make an arrest. Of course, P_D thought of doing something himself. But in these times, one must be careful how one acts; as good is called evil, and evil is called good. If ever the sign from the poolside applied, it was now. Any expression of anger could be used to establish motive. All of P_D's contemplations had to be a secret, regardless of what others thought of his silence. And what should those contemplations be? The Bible says that vengeance belongs to God, He will repay. Is there a difference between defense and revenge? P_D thought so, but you know how these debates go. One need not think in fatal terms; a frightful event might suffice. This will give you an idea of how wide the contemplations can range:P_D knows a sign maker. If P_D knew the two were meeting in a vehicle, then he could attach a magnetic sign to the back that said something like 'Jihad Today!! Bomb on Board! Death to all Infidels!!'. See how far they drove with that.
The deliberations weren't incessant, only occasional, and they ceased one recent afternoon. P_D received the news that the man was feeling poorly, and went to a hospital; where he suffered a massive heart attack. The staff tried for two hours to revive him, but to no avail. The man leaves behind two children just entering their teens. It's bad to lose your father, but also bad to grow up watching him involved in immorality. A person told P_D that this was retribution from God, but he maintained his silence. What's one to say other than "But for the grace of God, there go I"?
About twenty minutes after hearing of the death, P_D's wife and two of his children were in a hay field. Over and around them a large black helicopter made a wide low turn. The children ran inside to tell P_D. Their description made it obvious that it was the recently acquired Vietnam era Bell Huey from a jurisdiction miles away in another county. It hasn't been seen in the area before. Then P_D went out to make a car ramp from heavy steel pieces, including a section of I-beam. As he picked it up, his hand wrapped around something soft and papery. He immediately realized that it was a large wasp nest from last year. He let out a grunt of mild shock. It's strange how the hand can identify something that one has only cautiously looked at before.
One doesn't wake in the morning knowing there will be one weird hour in the afternoon.
Display comments as (Linear | Threaded)
Syndicate This Blog