Panic rooted her in one spot. Leo reaches her and sees the terror on her face. When he reaches for her hands they were ice cold.
“Sammy?” he shakes her body hard. Life springs back into her eyes. “What happened?”
“I don’t know.” Her voice quivered. He helps her back into a chair to sit down kneeling in front of her brushing warmth into her hands.
“Who did you see?”
“A shadow,” she whispers. “I should leave,”
“Where will you go?”
“I will take you,”
Leo stands and reaches for the phone. When he looks back to her she is gone.
“Sammy,” her name echoes throughout the house.
Sammy stands in front of the office of a traveling agency mesmerise with the brochure on display about the Namaqualand. The pictures are intriguing calling her back home.
“Home,” the thought fill her with warmth. At the same time it feels as though she is missing something essential. She looks at her reflection in the window seeing a tableau playing in front of her eyes. She found herself fascinated with the memory. Her heart long to see his face, hear his voice, feel his touch.
His profile stay in the shadows but the intent with his eyes on her was clear pulling on her heartstrings. There is something so powerful about him captivating her, seducing her, making her ache for him. The picture takes on another form pulling her closer still, she watches mesmerised as he run his fingers through her auburn strands of hair his touch so gentle, intimate as he slips the shirt from her shoulders revealing the texture of her skin warm to his touch.
She caught and held her breath while she watches with enjoyment the twinkle in his eyes. He blinks making her see his wandering touch exploring her intimately. She is fascinated by the image of his strong fingers touching her so lovingly. Shyly she looks deeply into the dark intensity of his eyes. It is so clear the desire he feels for her. His fingers reach out to explore the contours of her face, feather soft his touch wanders over her eyes, sliding over her cheekbones to rest on her parted full lips.
Sammy found her startled back into the present when Leo touch her gently but firm on the shoulder.
“Why did you run away beautiful,”
“It made sense,” she says abstracted. She looks back at the window wanting to find the image again but it was lost.
“Will you come back to the house with me?” he asks softly.
“I need to search for the answer,” her voice sounds far away and forlorn.
“Do you know what the question is?”
Confusion is back on her face. Leo gently entwines her fingers with his. He is careful.
Sammy looks one last time at the window when she feels a gentle tug, following Leo who helps into the car.
“I need to find the answer,” she repeats not really aware of her surrounding.
Leo decides to drive through the city. The movement of the car lulls her into sleep.
Sammy opens her eyes finding her body wrap warmly into a blanket. She keeps her body motionless but allows her eyes to wander around in the bedroom that clearly is feminine.
Leo stirs in the chair making her aware of his presence. His long frame is draped across the arms of a chair. He is asleep it seems.
Quietly she watches him. He is acting like an over protective father around her. She likes that. Does she have a father? The question pops into her mind. Instead of finding an answer warm tears stream down her cheeks. No sounds escape her lips though. Instinctively though she feels she must keep her pain private.
Why, she wonders. She is shaken out of her reverie by a female voice echoing through the house.
“Daddy, where are you?”
Sammy stays in bed half concealing her while she listens as doors open and slamming close again. The movement downstairs sounds like a woman on a mission as the loud search continues clearly from room to room.
The voice holds annoyance now. The stomping of feet could be heard coming up the flight of stairs. The next moment a very beautiful woman appears in the open door her clothes shred to ribbons and she looks angry as hell.
“There you are,” the next moment she leaps through the air and land on the bed pummelling the body she assumes is her father hiding. “Those beasts you call dogs attack me again,” she shriek.
“Good for them. It’s your own fault dressing like a scare crow,” says the booming voice from the corner of the bedroom. “Get of my guest,”
Leo bodily grabs his daughter and put her onto the floor.
Sammy found her body hurting from the pummelling but she was also raked with laughter that she barely keeps silence from beneath the bedding. She watches an annoyed Leo and his daughter who wears a look of suspicion and curiosity.
“TheoFista, what are you doing here?”
“Who is hiding beneath the covers?” she asks ignoring his question.
“My new wife, leave her alone and go pour me a drink. And change, you mere sight frightens me.”
“When did you get married?” still ignoring him but asking her question.
Leo tries taking hold of her arm wanting to pull her from her own bedroom but his daughter is stubborn. Slipping from his grip she near the bed intent on seeing who is hiding beneath the covers. She grabs hold of the blanket ripping it from the body beneath. She catches sight of a slender sexy young woman younger then her.
Sammy found laughter bubbling from her lips as she rose from the bed wrapping her arms tightly around the woman looking wide-eye and open mouth at her.
“Hello my darling daughter,” she kisses her smack on both cheeks before stepping away linking her arm through Leo’s.
Very please with themselves they left the bedroom going downstairs. TheoFista stand rooted in one spot just gaping at their retreating backs.
“Father!” she found her voice. “You wait a minute,”
TheoFista look at the rumpled bed frowning since she just recalls her father was in the chair by all account. She decides there and there is something fishy going on.
Sammy is in the garden with both dogs at her side while Leo is making arrangements for refreshments watching his daughter coming towards them bee lining straight for his guest.
“Who are you?” her very expression one of open curiosity noticing her bare feet and the dogs beside her.
“I am TheoFista, his only daughter. He has ben married six times. The only marriage that lasted was the one with my mother until her death. You certainly are the youngest of the lot. How did you manage to catch this old goat?”
“I open my eyes and there he was,”
Sammy smiles knowing she is annoying the woman she found to her liking.
“Here you go darling. You really need this.”
Leo handed them both a glass of ice tea sitting across from them viewing them both.
Sammy allows her to be studied with intensity that she founds amusing.
“Where is the ring?”
Sammy stop smiling looking slowly at her hand suddenly missing the weight of a ring she realises must’ve been there. She feels the ghost of his weight. The words come softly from afar echoing in her heart.
“Kiss me once and touch me twice. You have a captive smile that’s my heart’s delight,” the timbre and strength of his voice fills her heart before tears starts to flow.
Leo kneels in front of her taking hold of her hands.
“I should go home,” she brushes the worry looks from between his eyes.
He brushes her tears away.
“What’s going on here?”
TheoFista watches her father noticing his concern was that of her father when she is hurt.
“I am lost and your father is being kind.”
Sammy stands moving away from them.
Sammy listens to his voice while he briefly explains to his daughter. Her own story sounding rather strange even to her own ears while nothing seems to makes sense.
A big piece of her life is missing. Everything that was essential. She remembered where she comes from but no memory having a family though.
Sadness fills her.
“Leo I must go home.”
“I’ll take you but don’t you think you should stay here a little while longer, you might remember more.”
“I have to go home. I must understand.”
“What?” Leo carefully queries.
“I don’t know but maybe the question is there. I just feel I must go there and soon.”
“Where is this place?” asks TheoFista.
“I live in Steinkopf. The countryside is vast, harsh but with a beauty uniquely to that region. I remember the winter colds creeping into your bones. The autumn winds wants to make you cry with a loneliness you don’t understand. Come springtime it’s the time for passion and loving. Summer burns hot and furious. The seasons have a power that sneaks into your soul. Namaqualand is a beautiful place to love. I was born there.
Sammy speaks with an unmistaken passion clear and filled with admiration.
“Listening to your voice ringing with such conviction maybe you are right about going home and found which you have lost. Whatever happens please find your way back here again,” Leo asks
“Daddy will you make the arrangements?”
TheoFista moves to hug Sammy who returns the embrace before sitting down. Her mind starts to wonder about what comes so easily from her lips.
“Do you want me to travel with you? My father and brother would be very relieved to see the back of me for a couple of days. I made it my duty to drive them crazy. I loves them both but their choices in women drives me crazy. They compete to see who could manage to catch the most air-headed woman.”
“But it’s clear you love them both.”
Sammy catches her smiling warning bells going of in her head.
“What do you mean?” she asks all innocent.
“I can actually see the plan formulating in your mind. I won’t be part of it.”
“I like you even though I just met you. You will make the perfect wife for my brother. There is nothing air-headed about you. You are gorgeous and clearly intelligent. The few pieces of missing memory can be coloured with wild sexual escapes with my brother. Think about it. He is very good looking but nothing feminine just muscles not bulky either. He is very streamlined.”
“Is he aware you’re in love with him,” Sammy teases.
“Off course I measure all men against the calibre of my father and brother. I am telling you the more I think about it the more I want you as my sister-in-law. Let me organize a date. He will fell hard.”
Sammy smiles hugging her, turn and walk into the house, take her rucksack and simply walk out the front door.
Peter enters the suite with a ringing phone calling him. Ignoring it for the moment he quickly searches the space finding it empty. Frowning he wonders where on earth Sammy might have gone. The phone keeps ringing insistently.“Sammy, my love where are you?” only his voice echo in the suite.Reaching for the phone suddenly annoyed.“William,” he snaps.“You took your time answering, William. Here me good since I want to do you a favour. Maybe I should reconsider,” replies the stranger.“Who are you and what do you want?” something about his voice grates the nerves. Furthermore he found the intrusion irritating to say the least. No one as far as he knows should have had this number.“You can call me friend but I can easily be your enemy too,” says the stranger with smugness that now seriously grates his nerves.Peter says nothing but keeps his ears open while his eyes search t
Peter is furious that he slams the door behind him. The sound echoes through the house alerting the owner. He made his appearance just as the door burst opened again only to shut with another bang.Leo studies the two faces of his children wondering what on earth happened now. Shrugging his shoulders he leaves them alone but they have no intention of giving him peace.“You are the rudest man I had encountered this week.” snap TheoFista.Peter allows all his emotions to spread across his face alerting his sister about how close he is to bursting. “It was your own fault falling. Why in heaven’s name didn’t you look where you were going?” He removes his jacket.“It was your fault and you know it. Just admit it and apologized.”“I won’t.” he goes and sits across from his father.TheoFista grab hold of the container with water dumping it onto him. He is like an arrow from a b
Peter and the man who stayed mask enter the house. The gun concealed within the folds of his clothes. Going towards the study, both were halted.“What are you doing here?” Leo eyes them curiously where he stands just in the door both dogs at his side.“I need some money from the safe. This isn’t your business though. Step aside.” Peter look at him with a sharpness they shared when doing delicate business. It was a warning.Peter step into the study, his captor for the moment shortly on his heels. Going directly to the safe behind the painting of his mother, he unlocked it.“Don’t move,” come the command from behind him.He turns facing the man and the pointed gun.“Step aside. I know you rich men. You always have firepower within the safe. Whatever is in there I’ll take. Move away but stay within my sight.”Peter move to the corner standing beside a cabinet watching the
Sammy Hoffman sleep curled on the bench in the enclose section in the back of the garden. Earlier in the morning she steps from the bus finding her way towards this house that drew her like a magnet. Everything she did is on pure instinct.Her eyes open but her body stays motionless. The image so tangible was gone. Every time she closes her eyes she found them lurking in the shadows of her mind; one has the essence of a threat, the other is pulling onto her heartstrings.The back door suddenly creak opened. The woman who appears seems startled into paleness when she sees her coiling from the bench.“Sammy!” she whispers shocked.“Good morning!” she smiles concealing the fact that she didn’t have a clue who the woman is or how they were connected.“When did you arrive?” She stays rooted within the open door.“During the early morning,” Sammy watches the various emotions playing so fast acr
The darken car come out of nowhere. Instinctive she jumped out of the way rolling down the side of the road. Scrambling back onto her feet, she moves back up the road. The car stands a short distance away. She can see the silhouette of a man behind the wheel. The picture of him sitting there disturbed her somehow. She has the distinctive idea his intent was menacing.The night became sinister all of a sudden. The moon vanish behind the clouds that came out of nowhere leaving the impression with her it was concealing his intended misdeeds.A storm brews on the horizon. To confirm her suspicion, the breeze quickly picked up speed. Turning she moved away from the dark waiting car. The instant he realized her intent, he turn giving chase.Sammy runs full speed, the car behind her with lights on her back.She found herself in a street that wasn’t familiar. Ducking underneath the low hanging branches of the trees she found a hiding place. She sees the lig
Sammy opens her eyes slowly warm tears still streaming down her face her aching heart long for the missing part of her that she had forgotten. She searches deeply within herself but she can’t seem to find the image of him. Instinctively, deeply she just realize that morning she has suffered a great loss.Uncoiling from her rickety bed she stand bath in the early morning sun. Now she knows for certain she must first search for the question then the answer to her barren lonely heart will appear. She decides to believe that with her whole heart.She step into the small kitchen finding David there still all smiles.“Good morning, angel face.”Good morning David. Tell me about my life that which you know.”“Take a seat and do you want coffee?”“Yes, please.”Sammy eagerly awaits him response. She watch the seriousness take hold off him.“I came to this town a broken man. My wife
Sammy walks down the street with no clear direction in mind. She is so thoughtful that she wasn’t paying any attention to where she really is going. Suddenly it dawn on her that something wasn’t right. She feels the intensity of someone watching her. The moment her attention focus she see the ominous black car that followed her last night.Out of nowhere she barely sees the body barrelling down on her. She is drag by the arm and pulled along so fast she found herself complying.The car gives chase like the previous night. The two women run with a dead speed down the road.Peter who has followed her once he was safe to step from the tree stand at the crossroad sees the two women fleeing in front of the car. The long flying brown hair has that familiarity that draws his attention like a magnet. He instantly followed the car and tries to keep an eye on both women. A fury built for the person chasing them.Sammy spotted the alley but she just has
Peter watches her like a hawk. The conversation earlier with his wife is still fresh in his mind. She is worried about all kinds of lies around her. This woman had taken her on a dead run away from the car that followed them. Now she is gone. This woman in front of him is apparently also not what his eyes are telling him.“As a family we moved constantly around. Within my lifestyle snakes found their way towards me. At first I was mostly quiet and obedient; qualities I learnt from the one person I trust in this world. Our lives are sometimes so entwined and it’s mostly my fault.”“What does this have to do with Sammy?”“My choices mostly make me moody, resentful and downright irresponsible but once I am on this path I messed up creating that which was already within my cousin, fear.”“What does Sammy fear?”Peter is impatient. He feels like wringing the truth from her. However, forcing patience