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Saturday, August 4, 2012

The Orchid Lover – The Saga Continues...



The next day, Camille Baptiste woke up before her mother Gabby Baptiste.   She listened intently for the sound of her mother walking about. Then threw off her covers and walked over to her window.  For several minutes she stood there gazing down.  

For a moment the street looked surreal.  Camille shook out her thoughts and then looked again. The street looked exactly as it did last night.  Only in the daylight the grass, trees houses and cars were brightening by the Sunlight.

 Last night had certainly been a strange especially coming face to face with a person from her past.

Camille took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She could smell Desmond Garcia’s brand of cigarettes and his aftershave. When she thought about him she could see him.

Desmond Garcia was a tall man. With jet back wavy hair and slanted sleepy lidded eyes of coffee brow.

  She breathed out slowly. Once again she felt that eerie feeling again. She felt like she was being watched. 
            The feeling grew and her heart beat raced wildly.  

That surreal feeling came again.  A chilled frisson passed over her.

Camille?”

Camille jumped as a shiver ran down her spine.

“Mom, I thought you were still asleep.

“Is anything wrong Camille? You almost jumped out of your skin,” Gabby Baptiste asked.

“Oh mom I’m fine.”

Gabby’ eyes dark as coffee widened. She knew her daughter. She wasn’t fine.  “Camille I just want to know what happened to you last night.”

She blew out a breath. “I don’t know mom. I guess I’ve just been working too much. That’s all it is. There is nothing to worry about.”

Gabby’s mother intuition was buying it. “You’re my daughter. I know you.  You are still not over that man’s death. You know that Desmond Garcia fellow?”

Camille shifted her gaze and turned to stare of the framed picture of Desmond she kept on her dresser.

Her mother watched her. “See you still have a picture of that dead man in your room.

Gabby walked over to the dresser and snatched up Desmond Garcia’s picture.

“The first thing I’m going to do is get rid of this picture.”

Camille moved quickly. “No!” She yelled at the top of her lungs. “If Desmond picture lives this house then I leave it too!”

Stay tuned…….to be continued…