The Holiday.

I hope you enjoy the chapter that explains crime in an historical, yet empathetic manner to those involved and any individuals who may feel connected , it is purely coincidence.

The Holiday.

We were all packing our suitcases, neatly co-ordinated, John was like this everything had to be co-ordinated and in place, personally I believe he has OCD .

Toby was misbehaving, pulling out his clothes from the suitcase laughing and Frankie and Jessie were no better enticing him to be mischievous, it was all quite funny, we all suddenly began to pick out clothes and throw them on the bed laughing. It was the best part of our lives and the love we shared between us, if you could bottle it up we would have been millionaires.

We ended up finishing packing 16 hours before our flight.

Suddenly after John put Toby to bed and the twins were sleeping, I had a pain across my head and light flashed across my eyes, I panicked and just lay in bed with the quilt over my head. A few minutes passed and an apparition was on my ceiling again of the bull , it had hooves and it’s body didn’t look like a bull but his head did. Then I remembered the Blue Gemstone and it disappeared.

I got my ‘ Grannies little pocket’ out from underneath the bed and put the stone in my suitcase in the middle of foil so the detector wouldn’t pick it up at the airport.

We finally arrived at our hotel and it was amazing, the children loved it, it had a children’s room watch, so you could have a meal at the restaurant in peace, next to where the children were.

John was talking about work how busy and stressful it was getting, John never mentioned all this at home. It was enjoyable to converse about our concerns;. working in a manner like this, the Government is just leaving us short, especially through the pandemic it was chaotic. The worst part was that we didn’t have time to test for any other reason people died, could’ve been heart disease, cancer, Dementia, but they just was documented as Covid.

it was hard for us too in the children ward and neo-natal, just document them as Covid-19.

However someone had Covid-19 and it’s different cures for all countries.

Quite well explained and documented this work is what this Ghost Writer has done, I think they give all the information to American to input security and securely in AI . So they own the Copyright.

“John I want to just check on the children, I know they say they have a monitor overlooking there and we looked up, but you know when you get that feeling, just overpowers your whole body you feel sick to the core of your stomach, well I feel sick John, I’m going checking on them now.” I whispered to him .

I ran up the steps and didn't see the second to last and flew; landed on my thigh as I turned to grab a tree leaf. John helped me up, ,” are you alright Bethany.?”

“No ,can you help me up please,I think I’ve broken my hip. I got up went into the ground floor apartment, I gently opened the door; didn’t want to wake Toby up , don’t think I could cope tonight with my hip.

“John :John” I was screaming from the bottom of the invisible chord that’s embedded into us since we took our very first breath.” No, No “I was running and round the restaurant and just fell to my knees in the middle of the floor , “please , I’m begging you; will you help me find my son, someone has taken him?”The English couple just got up and left, it was a complete disaster

All I remember after that was crying in the hotel room they gave us; we had to move out of that room in the hotel we originally had, as it was sealed off for any Forensic Evidence. It was the worst night we had ever had too to endure , by day two they had found evidence of Toby’s blood on the wall and some in the hire car we rented. No comment.

Whoever took him was extremely dangerous to watch a families movement, there must have been more involved : To pick the car lock disable any warning and Jack knife the door gently. To place a few bits of blood smear it in those places to set me and John up, because that was the intention, so we would get be the main suspects in the case and hope the prosecutors would take it to court and face trial, but luckily the judge saw through it before it went to the court.

Oh no the Portugal police put the blame on us eventually with blood spots. I just had enough week’s waiting; your heart cracking every day and pumping that bad, I thought it was physically going to explode out of my chest. So it was decided we would return home, we had no other choice.