Convincing Shae Harbor

Convincing Shae Harbor: Chapter 16

Buried below piles of darkness, throughout the midday, Shae Harbor is melting. They say that money is the devil's tool for understanding this world's way of thinking. However, every bomb that they bought from the devil is bursting, now. Perhaps, if I had the money then Shae Harbor would have it, too.

"I quit the team." I told my dad, minutes ago. 

My dad is equally upset after I told him that I quit the baseball team. My legs are growing sore from climbing up the steps to his apartment. I'm shadowing after him, slowly, but the chit-chat on the pathway to his room is picking up the speed of my feet. 

"Coach Fishy is a sore loser," he said to me. "That's something called nepotism, and its been around ever since I was young." 

I hope nobody hears my dad talking about this while we're out in the hallway. I get so embarrassed whenever he opens his mouth. Ideally, I just want to cry. 

Usually, I quiet the screaming by calling upon Shae Harbor to save me.

"Shut up," I said to him, trying to calm him down. "Talk inside of the apartment."

Finally at his door, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys. He still has the double heart key chain from many years ago when he was still married to my mother. 

I wonder if the old man will ever let her go?

I couldn't allow the wind to utter it's voice until I was able to hear the joined voices of the sirens calling me out. I couldn't lose my mother, nor Shae Harbor!

"I love you." they say in a single moment.

Bang!

I'm climbing up, high in the air, and then resting upon the third floor of the Rosenthorn Apartments with my father. These buildings are sheathed inside of a bright, white siding that shimmers whenever the sunlight touches it.

His building is full of drug abusers and black magic witches, as well. Hundreds of no-name derelicts drive in and out of the parking lot, every single weekend, buying and selling drugs. My dad won't let me talk to them, so instead, I check his wounds for black and blue marks, instead.

My dad is always nagging about something related to his health and wellness. Whether it be his back, or the insides of his body, he just won't stop complaining. Its only because his doctor told him that he had cancer, about five years ago. 

Since then, the cancer has left him. He began going for walks around the town and eating healthier foods to keep it away. Truthfully, it wasn't too terrible to begin with.

The cancer that he had was never life-threatening, but he acts as if he's dying, anyways. Perhaps, he possibly is dying, but the two of us don't know it yet. The only medication that he has on him, which I know about, is a bottle of pain pills that he takes for his lower back. 

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I stole a couple of his pain pills, last year. I sold one to Machine and took the other one, myself. My dad knew right away that they were missing, so I haven't touched them, ever since.

Oh well, I'm watching some baseball highlights on the television. The Monarchs won the game, last night, against the Young Island Thieves. 

The Monarchs' second baseman, Vladimir Shenko, bolted a home run to win the game. The hit was sort of like Eddy Baker's home run against the Honeyville Robins. Oh, the hit was so high that no one could catch it.

Bang! Bang!

My dad is stirring up a pot of chili on the stove like he usually does for me on the weekends. This has to be the best meal that he makes because his homemade vegetable soup is far too dry on my taste buds. The chili that he makes is overly spicy, but I have to love the first bite, each time that I try it. 

I fed the smile which he fed me, right back to him.

Bang!

"Smells good." I said.

After a while, he dished out a bowl of the good stuff and gave it to me. I devoured it down like a piece of meat falling down into a puddle of sharks. Bang! Bang!

This is one hell of a gun fight! Maybe, my dad will finally submit to me and forfeit, thus losing his own game, at last. There's a huge hole in his head, and now, the only thing that he talks about is this girl at his high school named Suzy Shores.