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The Swing.

An exciting novel that will leave you in a state of shock. Enjoy and relax, finding out in The Swing what became of this two lover birds, Spencer and Liz......... The events, characters and incidents portrayed and the name herein are fictitious, and any similarity to the name, character or history of any actual person or entity, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and unintentional. Any unauthorized duplication, copying, distribution or use of all or part of this book may result in civil liability and/or criminal prosecution in accordance with applicable laws. For permission requests, write to the publisher, addressed "Attention: Permission coordinator, " at safetykosy54321@gmail.com and cysafety264@gmail.com.

Safety_Kossy · Urban
Not enough ratings
60 Chs

2003

LIZ didn't do much today at work and came home early. Joshua was clung to the television not even knowing when Liz came in. She freshened up and was about to put on a casual outfit when she had an idea.

"Josh get up, we're going to visit someone" Joshua obediently stood up and followed.

Greg had become accustomed to boredom in his own house. He wouldn't be surprised if boredom killed him one-day. He was busy doing nothing when he heard the doorbell.

"I'm coming" he walked to the door and checked the door hole. Since Meghan last visited him, he had been careful not to make the same mistake again. But, it was Liz he saw, wondering what was amiss he opened the door for them.

"Greg!" Joshua grabbed him. It was a surprise to him, he didn't know he'll be meeting Greg.

"Joshua where are your manners?" Liz laughed.

It was a wonderful surprise, Greg was happy they came and really welcomed them with sweets and drinks.

"So, how's work Greg?" Liz said.

"Boring. My dad's been suggesting I come home and do my royalties but I prefer my freedom" he said and they laughed. That was what Liz liked most about him, his sense of humor.

They had a nice discussion fair and square.

"Josh's sleeping" Greg said looking at Joshua.

"Probably tired from all the cartoons he's been watching" Liz patted Joshua.

"Lemma take him inside to rest, when you wanna go, I'll bring him" he suggested and simultaneously, the lights went out. There was literally no light in the house. "I'll check".

He went to the back door where the power supply for the whole house was and noticed an outrageous wind. It was cutting into streets and headlights, it was a great wind.

"Can I get a hand here?!" He shouted at the top of his voice for Liz to hear him. "Okay!" She took the torch he was holding as he climbed the ladder.

Her mind was on Joshua. The house was really dark and he was sleeping inside alone. Why don't he leave it and repair it tomorrow?, What if he gets shocked by the electricity?, Does he even know what he's doing? She had already held the torch for him to do whatever he was doing, there was no going back and Greg in the other hand seemed like he knew perfectly well what he was doing.

The wind flooded him giving Liz an access to see through his sleeve, from where he stood. She saw his bare chest and remembered the time in the pool and the time those chest fell untop her chest. She giggled remembering the sight. It was funny. It was then she realized herself and quickly stopped laughing and looked up to see if Greg heard her.

He was still fixed to what he was doing; the wind becoming heavy. She saw the innocence in his face; his eyes fixed on the circuits and wires, his narrowed shaped nose, his fresh pink lips that were now folded against each other and blossom of all, the scattered glossy blonde hair dancing to the rhythm of the wind.

He looked like a god from ancient Greek. She fed on his beautiful clueless face.

BOOM!! The light came on. She had looked enough and it was time for her to stop. But right before she could remove her stare, Greg caught her and they starred daringly. He didn't know when the ladder shifted and he fell on Liz's face.

Surprisingly, they were still staring. Greg frowned after few seconds and stood up helping Liz to get up. He remembered Meghan.

Liz felt awkward, she was supposed to be the one to retrieve first of before Greg. She felt slightly ashamed. You're a married woman Liz, she reminded herself. But why did Greg frown? That, she must know.

"Uhm... I think you'll have to stay a little, the wind is dangerous" he warned feeling nervous. Liz could see through him.

"Greg..." she called out.

Greg turned towards her.

"I... You... I don't mean to say I'm annoyed that you retrieved yourself but... I saw you frowning... Why so?" She breathed in.

Should he tell her? He thought. Yes, she had the right to know. "I remembered your sister" he frowned a little bit more again.

That was weird. She knew Greg disliked Meghan but that wouldn't give him enough reason to frown, except for one reason; "did you meet her recently?"

"She visited me" he said. Liz got frightened - greatly.

How did she find his house? "What?!" Or maybe Greg told her. She tried cooling down.

"Yeah, I felt the same"

"What did she say?"

"She is looking for you Liz" Greg cursed silently in his mind. He knew for sure she'll feel guilty now.