Without You I Have Nothing (84 page)

_{"Apply your
sixth sense. How's your twin feeling?"}

_{Staring at Peter,
Andrew was still unable to believe that this man, who had been so ruthless a
killer only moments before, was so passionate in his love for Sis.}

_{"Know what I
feel?  Do you really want to know?"}

_{The old teasing
Andrew was back. "She wants her husband and is on fire for you. Come on,
drive faster, I want to see her."}

_{Diligently they
showered to remove the stench of death before dressing and rejoining the others
in the formal lounge room.}

_{Jennifer, still
dressed in her gown, clung to her mother hiding behind her as if she were a shy
little girl. Excited, her heart pounding, she wanted to rush to Peter when she
heard his voice as he entered the house, but she was terrified of how he would
react to her brief, objectionable, life as a whore.}

_{Standing in the
doorway, Peter stretched his arms out towards her and the love in his eyes was
like a beacon calling her.}

_{Hesitantly, she left
her mother's protection and shyly began to walk towards him. Then she stopped,
turned and moved to the old man of the jungle whom she lightly kissed on the
cheek.}

_{"Thank you,” she
whispered. "I really don't understand how you knew the future. It's beyond
me, but your predictions came true, all but one, and I thank God that we have
emerged safely with more love between us than ever before."}

_{She began to smile. "Now
about that final prophesy!  With all my heart, I pray you are just as accurate
with that forecast as you were with everything else. When my twin girls arrive
you'll be back to stand as their godfather."}

_{Grinning, he stood
and hugged her. His only words were, "May happiness come on secret winds
and surround you forever in the ways of beauty,” then as she turned to go to Peter,
he added, "May the warm winds of Heaven blow softly upon your home and
your God bless all who enter there."}

_{Jennifer slowly
drifted to Peter's arms, her ears still filled with the never-ending chant from
the shearing shed. As it thundered in her brain, she could no longer remember
the hours of misery and degradation.}

_{Tentatively she
approached her husband, only able to feel the overpowering love exploding
within her. It seemed to be wrapping her in a warm cocoon of security and care.}

_{Peter waited patiently,
his arms open ready to receive his love. "I have ten thousand kisses for
my wife, so come and collect the payment. Where's the champagne?  We have to
celebrate."}

_{Taking Jennifer's
left hand in his, he slipped her wedding and engagement rings onto her finger.}

_{Clinging tightly to
him, she began to cry.}

_{Peter's finger tilted
her face to his and he drowned in the sparkling green depths of her eyes as his
lips slowly lowered to hers and he rejoiced in her sweetness. His hands lightly
danced across her bare back and lovingly he enjoyed the sensations of her skin
answering his call.}

_{Her arms tightened
around his neck and quietly her hands began to move into his hair to pull him
even closer to her. It was obvious she wasn't going to let him escape. Her body
was telling him she was his forever and would never stop loving him.}

_{"Dad, do
something he's eating her!” called Andrew in his old teasing manner. "God
how mushy!  Sis kick him. Don't let him do that to you. Mum, you do something
before it's too late. You know these Sydney blokes are likely to do
anything."}

_{As he teased his
sister, Andrew was amazed that the events of the night at the piggery were
fading into a misty memory and he was finding it harder and harder to recall
the details.}

_{"Sis, no lady
throws herself at a Sydney ruffian. It gives him ideas. God I can't stand
this.”  He rose and began walking towards the lovers locked in each other's
arms and kissing so deeply they heard nothing. With each step he took, his mind
seemed to clear of all the horrors of the night and he felt as though he was
pressing against a barrier. He was one with Jennifer and his heart overflowed
with love for his sister and this man. Knowing what she was feeling cleansed
his memories.}

_{He noticed his
parents were standing motionless with their arms around each other, his
mother's head on his father's chest and his head resting on her hair. The
smiles on their faces told of their delight at seeing their daughter in the
arms of her husband.}

_{They had no intention
of asking Peter or Andrew how they had spent their evening. It was enough to
know that their daughter and her husband were together again.}

_{It was a long time
before Jennifer and Peter surfaced from their kisses to get their breath and to
allow their beating hearts to return to normal when, grinning, Peter whispered
in Jennifer's ear, "By the way I have a promissory note signed by you. Is
it still valid?”}

_{Peter produced the
note she had left that fateful Monday morning. Ignoring the presence of
Jennifer's family, he opened it and slowly read,}

_{'Peter my
love. You looked after me when I was drunk.}

_{Now we're
even. I love you more and more each day.}

_{'Tonight,
just for you,}

_{I will
dress in these clothes that I wore last night and you can...'}

_{Jennifer hugged him,
as shyly she replied, "Yes, every day for the rest of our lives."}

_{-
          
The End      -}

_{Next in the series}

_{“Now I have Everything”}

JA Scooter is the pen name of two Author’s of
Without You I Have Nothing.

It began with a draft of a few pages of
writing and with combined input grew into what we hope will be an enjoyable,
intense, romantic journey for our readers.

A Scooter was an Air Force school teacher in
Malaysia in the 60’s. In this drama filled love story A Scooter relates a lot
experiences in dealing with the Australian Air Force and Gurkhas. A Scooter is
well travelled throughout Asia and has developed a unique bond with the various
nationalities and cultures.

J Scooter is the co-author and her invaluable
research, ideas and experience of life gives excitement to the characters.

Without You I Have Nothing gave JA Scooter
the opportunity to enlighten readers of the various cultures while bringing the
multi-cultural aspect of living in Australia.

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