Secret Combination

It is now midnight, and I am wide awake tomorrow is moving day.

I can not wait, I have everyone packed up ready to go. I have tripled checked in every room. Making sure nothing is left behind. The moving trucks will be here at ten a.m.

And I can not sleep. Just lying here picturing our new life in this beautiful big brown home. That Charlie and I bought on our own.

This beautiful home was cheap.

We just had to jump on it!

This is one of the biggest steps we have made on our own.

I have got to get some sleep or I am gonna be exhausted when the truck gets here in the morning.

The clock reads three o’clock, in the morning oh my gosh I might as well get up and quadruple check the house and make sure everything is good to go.

I begin to check the cabinets, closets, and the rooms and everything seems to be in boxes.

I have got to get to bed. I must sleep and recharge for this big day.

I keep picturing this four bedroom house, each one of the children will have their own room. I will even have an office and a garage for Charlie and his cars.

Life is going to be wonderful, more room for us and proud that we bought this house.

The alarm buzz’s it’s now eight in the morning, I can not believe it. I must have dozed dreaming about our new life in the new house.

I go down and make myself a cup of coffee before it is time to pack the coffee pot and have a smoke and look around on Vocal for new and interesting stories.

It is now thirty minutes later and I have the coffee pot washed packed and ready to go.

It is almost time I get the kids up and make them get dressed and gather up their things for the new beginning.

The truck is now here, Charlie starts to help load the truck and the kids and I are off to the new house.

As we arrive and we start going through the house putting away what we could fit into the car with us. I stumble upon this little black book, in my new closet in my new bedroom.

I hesitate to throw it out. This shall be interesting to read a story about someone’s life.

The kids getting their rooms picked out and things put up before their father and the truck arrives.

I sit down with this black journal, gonna take a break and read while I wait.

November 3, 1970

My husband is at work missing him so. I am home alone watching our girls play.Today is my birthday and Anthony said he is taking me out when he gets home. I am twenty-two today and everything seems to be going great. Anthony just got a promotion on his job and the girls are healthy. I could not ask for anything better than this.I called my mother to see if she would watch the girls for the evening as we go out.I wonder what he has planned? Maybe we are going to dinner and dancing, Anthony knows I love that. It is getting closer for him to come home and I have already got the girls ready. Mother will be here any moment to pick them up. Now just to take a shower and find the perfect gown to wear.

This seems to be so exciting, I am excited for this woman I am reading about. She is gonna have a lovely birthday. Then I start to wonder if I am wrong for reading her journal and her private life. She will never know, She forgot all about it when she moved.

Someone would probably have read one of mine if I too was to leave my journal behind.

It is now time for Charlie to pull up with the movers and so I put the little black journal back into the closet where I found it. To read more at a later time.

Sahara, hollers from her knew room across the house.

So Sahara, Johnathan, Trinity and myself stay out of the way. Allowing these strong men to bring our belongings in. First room they go to is Sahara’s.

The excitement in her face was priceless.

“Mom, I do not have to share a room with Trinity, any more and I can decorate any way I’d like.”

Said Sahara,

“Not quite sure on the color yet, but I do know I want some poster’s with Bowie and Queen.”

Sahara replied,

Sahara was like an old soul, it was as if she was born too late. Ac Dc, Queen, David Bowie, Kiss. You name it, she knew who they were and loved their music.

Putting her room together and Trinity and Johnathan come in anxious ready to get their room put together.

Pushing Sahara bed in place, her dresser up against the wall laying her rug down and hanging her curtains.

I tell her to start putting away her clothes and and off to the Johnathan’s room we go.

“Mom what about my room?”

Said, Trinity

“Sissy I promise, I will get to you, help me with your brother’s room so we can hurry up and get to yours.”

I added,

Putting John’s bed in place, and his dresser up against his wall and hanging his curtains.

“Mom, I want to do my room green.” John said,

“Really! Son green! I laugh, thinking that might look odd.

Trinity, you ready dear?

Let’s go put your room up and see how you would like it decorated.

Excitement was all over her as she jumped up and ran down the hall.

She had already had some clothes hanging in her new closet and she was ready.

“ Mom, I want to paint my walls pink! Trinity said,

“Okay, that would be very pretty” I added,

“Mom, there seems to be a spot in my closet floor that has been patched up”

Trinity said, as we were putting her bed in place where she wanted it and moved the dresser along the wall.

“ Stay away from it just in case it is weak.” I added, as I am hanging her curtains

I will tell your father and he will have to check it out.

“We will add it to the list. I begin to tell her the Christmas list, your brother has already begun his.” I told her,

Now back through the house to see how far Charlie and the movers had got.

The truck seems to be getting empty, just to put all the rooms together.

I go in our room and he has already had our furniture put together and pushed where he knew I wanted it. He is so sweet!

Okay, so I guess I will go to the living room and start to put it together.

Moving the furniture where I think I want it, my stomach is talking to me.

The kids run through the house and Charlie comes in and says he is done and the movers have just left. Mom, I am hungry. The kid had said, I ask Charlie if he wants me to order a pizza while he takes a shower in the new house and sits down to rest.

“Sure, make sure you order extra wings. You know, how the kid’s love those wings.”

Charlie said,

I ordered the pizza as I am waiting, I decided to put some of the kitchen things up in the cabinets. So I can sit down to relax for the day and the lack of sleep seems to be catching up with me.

Forty-Five minutes, went by the doorbell rings, oh the pizza is here. I did not realize how fast time went by. We all gather around the table to eat. Tired and still excited from the move. After supper the kid’s head to their rooms and Charlie and I too ours.

I draw a bath while Charlie lays on the bed to watch some T.V.

I grab the little black book to read as I relax.

November 4, 1970

Oh what a wonderful evening yesterday was. Anthony took me where we had our first date. Dinner and dancing. How we danced the night away after dinner at Colonel’s Jazz club. It was so amazing, When we got back home the evening was still not over yet.

Somehow he managed sneak rose petals on the bed. Oh how he is so sweet! He always seems to think of me. He laid me on that bed for my extra treat, kissing me from head to toe drinking me all in.Undressing me as he goes. Spreading my legs apart kissing my inner thighs oh he knows how to show me a good time.

It was getting really good, it just stopped what! Why! No! Flipping through the pages she does not have another entry until a month later. Wondering why, but my eyes seem to be getting really heavy as I start to get out of the tub. Drying off and putting on my robe to crawl in the bed with Charlie.

He is already asleep, I have to get some rest. I will finish reading tomorrow while everyone is gone.

I wake up to what feels like Charlie rubbing my shoulder, wondering why he is just rubbing my shoulder. I open my eyes and he is out like a light. Still snoring, not moving at all. I start to roll over because it could be one of the kid’s sleep walking. If it was them they would start whispering mom.

I roll over, it is a little old lady. I am confused. How did she get into the house?

But she points as if to be pointing down the hall, where the kids are and then vanishes.

I wake Charlie, and begin to tell him what I just saw and beg him to take a sick day tomorrow.

“ You are just scared, because you are in a new place. You are having sleep paralysis.”

Charlie said, as he turned to go back to sleep.

Sleep paralysis? But why? All these thoughts are running through my head and why was she pointing down the hall to the kids?

The next morning I get up and get the kid’s off to school Charlie goes to work. I start thumbing through this little black book. I noticed there is something written in the back.

Numbers have to be a code and it says I leave these numbers to whoever finds my book.

The day goes on cleaning the house still thinking about what I saw last night. It hit me! The whole in Trinity’s closet. I go looking and pull the piece of floor up and there is a safe. I take the codes in the little black book and put them to use. It open’s, MONEY! Wait a minute. That is what she was pointing at. She was trying to tell me about this money. I start to count it and it’s 20,000 dollars exact.

She does say, in her little black book these numbers where for whomever found the book. So must be the money too. It is like the house was almost free. Confused, I start to read a little more towards the end of the book.

November 3, 2019

Seventy years, old today,and missing my family as they all have gone on without me.

I once had won the lottery and had no use for the money so I put it in a safe in a whole in the floor. Where Anthony once kept our important papers. Here is where I will keep this money for a family that might need it after me.

I call charlie, to tell him what had happen and that the old woman I saw last night

Really was her.