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WEDNESDAY, MAY 7, 2008 (4:41 AM)

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Chris's Corner Read - How Peace Is Tainted, Part 1

(I'm feeling artistic)

Everything is something new to learn, maybe not “eat your greens if you want to be in the Olympics” kind of lesson, but ones even parents are exposed too.

It all begins in the town of Peace. A very silly name for a town, as the townsfolk have started to become restless. But, well get into the reason for that, later.

Our story starts in the hottest day of the year, when the birds are chirping and the flowers blooming and the wind gently blows the hot sun against your face as if to kiss you for honouring nature with your presence. All the men and woman got to work in time, some of them selling ice-cream, some of them selling gas, and some in an office, filling out forms and others teaching.
And as each adult got to work on time, they got out in time too enjoy the sunshine with there family, or there friends, or to entertain a certain hot so or so from work.

You see its peace town and everyone got a bit of the sun. but sometimes having a bit of the sun is not enough, it may shock you to know there are people who complain about what things they have not got, and are never happy with what they have. And there are people who come to a peaceful place to find its faults instead of enjoy the peace or let others enjoy it. And that person had just bough a house at the edge of peacetown.

The mayor, a rather old man with a clocks moustache, and wisdom way beyond his age, was not in his office when Grouchy, the new man we just talked about, turned up there, just expecting to be welcomed by the mayor so Grouchy could see what was wrong with it.

“Whats your name lady?” he asked, followed by a cough, then tightening the town newspaper under his right arm.
Lilah smiled “Oh the town news paper, you must have been to our local shop, that’s anne’s shop, such a dear, had to use the old steam press to make those papers, since the electricity ran dry here three years ago, she only makes one a week”.
Grouchy saw a lot of mistakes with the newspaper, but Lilah saw an old woman’s best effort “I don’t like the font, its not good for my eyes, there are far to little pages for a weekly paper, and I am not in it, even though I am new here, there is no mention of me” he slams the paper down in front of her.

Lilah looked at the paper “I’ve worked here for five years now, and known anne personally for the last three years, she has trouble remembering peoples names, its not that big a deal” she nudged the paper back at him.
“I don’t know your name because its not in the paper, or the last three year prints I looked through at the library, before coming here to show a little respect to you and him for achievements” he watched her reaction.

“What are you sure, Lilah, you never saw the name lilah in any of the papers?, Not hat it matters but…” Grouchy grabs his paper “It’s the height of disrespect, and you being a close friend to her for all those years” And not Lilah never saw an old woman trying her best with what little she had, but a hag probably getting the information she prints from the gullible customers in her shop, and Lilahs work with the mayor must not be worth mentioning because she is just a secretary, even though she gets him his coffee, sorts his mail, hell he would be nothing without her, and this man cant even respect her properly because she isn’t worth mentioning.

Grouchy grins as he manipulatingly turns one peaceful person against another. Lilah puts on her coat “Just holds on, ill take you to that good for nothing mayor”.

The mayor was in the clock tower, the bells had stopped ringing on the hour many years ago. He was there with Mister Locum the ironmonger, and Father Mully pastor of the local parish, whom was kind enough to spare two bells from his seven bell church.
Mister Locum smiled “Ill say it again Mayor, I don’t mind working after hours for you as long as you don’t mind coming over for dinner every Friday and helping me down (Eat) that awful tasting meal that wife of mine makes. There was a loud laugh, cut off by Lilah.

“How dare you Locum, saying things about your wife behind her back, and to the priest and mayor, oh and mayor, just so you are the first to know, as it WONT be appearing in the paper, I QUIT!” she turned and walked back down the stairs leaving Mister Grouch standing at the archway.

“Excuse me a second” politely said the mayor as he followed Lilah down the stairs. Grouchy watched him go. Mister Locum smiled “It’s not what she thinks, my wife has me on a diet, and our mayor helps out by eating what I eat every Friday, as an encourager, there is no better man than that mayor”.
Grouchy looked him in the care free face “I understand, many woman want there man to look more like the people there secretly in love with”
Locums face changed “No, the gymnast here is a good friend, most men like my wife because she is so good to them”
Grouchy stepped back “That may be why the mayor is happy to eat the same meals then”.

Locum turned to Father Mully “She is my wife, has she ever confessed this?”
Father Mully watched both eyes turn to him “I am sorry, all confessions are confidential” he said proudly.
Grouchy nods his head in disbelief “Secrets over friends, what a man you are, if she had not confessed you would have stopped this discussion before it started, what are you hiding, its his wife, tell him what she done”

Father Mully closed his eyes “Its said, no good comes from confrontation, s I said nothing out of respect, not out of something to hide”
Locum grabs his coat “Forget it Ill find out for myself” he says as he walks down the arch.

Grouchy looks at Father Mully “Tell me father, you are donating bells from your church to here for the mayor?” he said as he takes a seat.
“Oh yes, the seven bells church, least I could do for the mayor” replied the priest
“And is the mayor a religious man?”
“Not as far as I know, but religion isn’t everything, he is a good man”
Grouchy leans in a bit to whisper “Not to be a bother, but if the mayor can’t represent your church because of his beliefs, then your church becomes a joke, that’s nor fair to see a church excluded from a town meeting because the mayor doesn’t believe, and excluded it will be”
The priest interrupts “Its share with your brother, and that’s what I am doing”
Grouchy leans closer “But how dose he know that, he don’t believe, its share and share alike to you, not to him, to him its turning the seven bells church into the five bells church, with no thank you to god”.

The mayor watches Lilah brake the world best mayor cup “Never been mentioned for all the work I do, then Anne has the nerve to come and ask why I never by her bloody stupid newspaper”.
The mayor watches her “I don’t understand the problem; you’re upset because you are not in a newspaper, but the reason is because you work for me your name is confidential, so she can’t type about you. Then you get mad at your job for it being the reason the things you are not mentioned in the news paper, so you quit because nothing you will ever do for me will be printed in the paper, and you don’t buy the paper, and are mad at your friend for asking why, when you only realised the reason today, and that was not yesterdays reason was it. Someone has put hate in you deliberately”

Someone bursts into the office “Mayor there is a fight outside”. The mayor runs outside to see Mister Locum kick down Mark the gymnast’s door. The mayor runs in after him, Marks family hide and mark looks shocked “My wife is not home, where is she?” he yells at mark.

The mayor senses Locums hate “You are sleeping with my wife Mark, in your own family home, she is upstairs isn’t she” Locum punches him hard across the face. He runs u the stairs and beats on the door “Stacey come out now, or ill kick this door in”.

Mark runs up and tries to stop him, his father tries to hit locum but misses, Locum boots the door hard and runs into the room, pulling the bed sheets to see Mister Harken, the flower shop man. Locum is pushed to the side by marks father “My son, you are no longer welcome in this house”

The mayor walked out, there was a new person in towns, and little by little this person was destroying its peace, and the mayor had to fix them before they became wars, but first he was going to go right to the source. Grouchy.

Part two will be out next week subscribe comment and rate please.

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