32 Unease

The Little Red Haired Girl

32 Unease

Brain was still considering some facts about the myriad of bad situations that had occurred over the last year with the house renovations, and by its own common sense and experiences from the past, was coming to the conclusion that Heart, Spirit and Soul may have a point. If so, who would deliberately set them up to fail in all areas. Personal, financial and practical areas of their life?

And if Noswad, the bossy neighbour (the one Heart called her best friend) and her husband were involved in the set up/deception. After all, apart from the builder himself they were the only others directly involved in the house renovation. Why would they sabotage the renovations of their house? why would they do it? For what purpose?
The cogs turned in the darkness of the Pumphouse, and Brain was thinking hard.

Money. Money was one answer.
Brain remembered the cash deposited at the builders suppliers by Body. Cash deposited at the builders merchants so that there was no delay when the builder required the materials. After the final argument with the builder, when Body and Brain accepted that the man was not going to do the work correctly or on time, Body had terminated his employment and sent him off site. Body had gone to the suppliers and collected the receipts for the house materials and close the account so that the builder could not access them anymore. Suffice to say he had used all the deposit of cash available and the balance was used up entirely.

The receipts listed all items he had bought for her house renovation, although they were in Portuguese (which Brain freely admitted it was hopeless at), there were items listed that stood out, that Brain recognised and these items had certainly not been used on their house renovation.

“Paint and sheep fencing” Body muttered.
“Yes well remembered, amounting to approximately 700 euros.”
“I only remember it because seeing it made me hot and bothered” Body replied.
“Yes, well that was in October at the very start of out renovation and at the finish of bossy neighbours renovation” Brain concluded.
“I knew it!” called Spirit “I knew at the time that things were going awry right from the beginning.”
“Smart in hindsight are we?” mocked Brain.
“No I told you and you ignored me. I told you the builders work at the neighbours should have been finished long before then and I told Heart not to be so considerate and understanding of her friends building work to be finished first and subsequently delaying ours. My intuition was telling us that she kept adding to her list of work to be finished instead of letting him get on with ours. She was not being fair. I voiced all of that and no one listened to me.”

“It was a suspicion, no facts” stated Brain “but on that theme, ask yourself what is the final job to do after all the messy building work has been done, the render has had the summer to dry and before the winter rain has set in? What is the icing on the cake?”

The Little Red Haired girls eyes lit up. “I know this one. It’s the sweetness that we all like. The bit that goes on top after the mixing bowl, after the baking it the hot oven which I must not touch, and you have to tip it out and let it cool. After the yummy jam spoon I ask for to lick if I’ve been a good girl. The icing goes on the top and runs all over the edges. If I’ve been really good I can have the bowl and spoon from the icing too!”

“The paint” Soul sighed.
“Precisely” replied Brain “so Bossy neighbour and so called ‘friend’ got her house painted for free!”
“How could she?” cried Heart “I trusted her. I am sure when she realizes the mistake she will pay it back.”
“Has she?” asked Brain. “no she hasn’t. And yes she does know because we told her about it.”

“My ears remember her blaming the builder” said Body “and distracting us with the fact that she needed receipts from him too!”
“Exactly” Brain rested its thoughts squarely. “But has she offered the money back? No”

“It makes me angry” called Spirit “she could have done that with other items at our expense and on our bill!”
“Like sheep fencing?” volunteered Brain “we have no fencing around our house but she does.”
“How disappointing” sighed Soul “I understood we, friend and I, had a destined and similar path together, one that would last a long time.”
“I trusted her” cried Heart “I told her all my troubles and she betrayed me.”
“Not only about finances” called Spirit “my intuition told us about her and Noswad too!”
“We have no proof of that” said Brain “but I will now go back through all the receipts we have. I will go back over all the paperwork too. I will remember all the people she introduced us to like the builder and the estate agent, to remember the conversations accurately if I can. Spirit you will have to help with pointers about them with your gut instinct and intuition because something in this whole situation is starting to feel like a set up, just from this train of thought.”

“If you will listen this time I will” agreed Spirit.

“So what would be the personal motive” cried Heart “Why would Noswad betray me? and possibly go to her or anyone else for that matter after all the plans we made, the promises and the love.” It tightened uncontrollably, the pain was still too much. Too much to bear.

“Because he was your distraction and emotional confusion to keep us occupied and away from seeing the truth. Maybe he saw the scam of the neighbour and her husband for money and wanted in on it or blackmailed them. Maybe they even pre-planned it for a bigger goal we no nothing of yet. Maybe he just can’t control his own body and was an opportunist when she offered herself.” Brain was unsympathetic.

“Maybe he was just a bad person with a bad spirit. Spirits are not all good you know. Some are in great turmoil and sadness from previous experiences and hurt or even from past lives” Spirit called it as it was.

“Hmmm” Brain pondered “No comment on that although I’ve been told that people with past emotional hurt always have an option to go to therapy and work on themselves.”

“They do” sighed Soul “but their Heart has to want to be better, to be loved and give love. They have to be inspired to do it by seeing the purpose in it and the better opportunities it would bring for themselves.”

“They have to love themselves first” the Little Red Haired Girl whispered “I feel bad for Noswad. He won’t be able to find his own shoes and socks will he! Who will help him?” and she looked very sad.

“No one can” cried Heart “he has to do it for himself like we are.”

“Stuck in this darkness till we find a light that works for us” called Spirit.
“At least we are starting to work together now ” Brain admitted.
“And don’t forget Nana and her friend” the child reminded them.
“What friend?” said Brain.
“You know. Big voice. Nana says its God. He’s here to help us because we asked him to.”
“I don’t remember asking” huffed Brain.

“Selective memory. Everyone has it.” sighed Soul. They are quite prepared to say ‘God willing’ or ‘For God’s sake’ or nowadays text OMG! Do they realise that when it’s said from the Heart with true intentions, with real integrity, that’s exactly what he does. He helps.”

“If you say so” muttered Brain.

“I do” the Little Red haired Girl was convinced. “I have told him when I feel sad and fizzy.”
“That’s all it takes” sighed Soul “Belief and Faith.”