The Marbles (#Wattys Request)

Chapter 15

She gradually strolled whilst Mr.Rockwell was in the church facing Christ's grievous face, he held his own ripped hands.

"I made you too small in my eyes

Oh Lord forgive me and I believed in a lie

That You were unable to help me

But now oh Lord I see my wrong

Heal my heart and show yourself strong

And in my heart and with my song

Oh Lord be magnified" [with each sentence, the damsel's footsteps were passing, showing her tap shoes]. Mr.Rockwell, his huff and puff breaths made his voice shut, he stood up and gave one last view to Christ expulsing, the damsel reached a rocky summit, she looked at the marble and extended strolling.Mr.Rockwell commenced tarrying for a coach, he took a photograph from his pocket and glared at it; the coach came with the same driver waiting for the man's eyes into him. Once the man's impotent eyes spot on the driver who, mildly, smiled and he nodded towards him.

"You may come, sir"- the driver said. The man kept his mouth ajar, like the Earth, and he wagged his head, looking down, went inside.

"Where is Olivia?Where is she?"-Mr Rockwell asked the driver.

The driver, without meeting the man's face, replied- "What about her...?". The man said-"Where are these two?" and the driver's lips shook, "I saw them for the last time, sorry, sir,you're their father and you should find them". The man titled and beheld the sky with clouds, he closed his eyes and his throat controlled his tears, he seemed like drinking the melancholy inside himself and paying back to his pumps. Afterwards, he reached a random road and the driver didn't take the money from the man. The man glared at the couch and rubbed his money and continued walking. Thoughts were driving around his eyes, his past was asking him in each scene he could see:

MR. ROCKWELL'S PROV

The man and the unknown critter, far away from each other, without conversation all the day, not even "Good morning". He, finking her when she boggled guests and neighbours being nonchalant about her sire's business. Every time he was out of his abode, there was nothing to hear but the odour, people gathered just for her as she was a luminary. Eh, her simplicity, punctuality, intelligence eh... her, what? Beauty; who craved to hark these noises all the time instead of just maintaining their job? She, being congenial with every spirit, obliterating the crooked parent everywhere she inserts her clandestine feet on his soul. Her turbulent attitude couldn't make him compose his fore bearing music. For him, the critter's prophecy and punctuality was a Balderdash, something that wouldn't rectify him to call his business members, his maids. She had control over him. "A fool master, cadger like my wrong mate!"- he always thought. He only preferred his Olivia. Monkey stole tiger's jewellery, gave to the deer. Oh! Yeah, do you remember when she wearing like their maid, gossiping with valueless purses, and hanging outside with her Romeo, Rockwell's employee, with no existence of the time! Mr Rockwell, looking at the romance between them through the window in cold sweat; Mr Rockwell dispelled him before the stars of love could notify her. After the day, she caulked sharing her "perfect" love with William Wordsworth, they did not meet themselves again.He, the man, never replied her crestfallen questions, you, of course, know why don't you? His celsius couldn't control his rage and it was grotesque to heal himself. Half of his career and the members dismissed him away, he became a silent jobless, friendless, unfortunate and inpatient.
The last day, he saw the sleeping beauty for one time and he went from her eyes; some thugs were called, from the streets, to make her always asleep. Did you know that Lady Macbeth didn't zap Duncan with her "own" hands? And why? You don't have to say, I know it. Thugs fondled with her like a marionette 'til they reached the Hack-Wall.
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had gone from her, celebrating his Juliet's birthday with megrim hidden in his blue lungs, having millions and millions and millions of booze at the lonely nights.