There are companions ready to crush one another,
But there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.”
Proverbs 18:24.

However,
“Do not be misled.
Bad associations spoil useful habits.”
1 Cor. 15:33.

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Day 1: Murder. Me?… I’ve never before been one to contemplate someone’s death, even in jest. Couldn’t even play the game Clue.

I imagined the guilt of attempted murder would eat me alive from inside like Judas. And like Judas attempting to rectify his error by hanging himself over the ledge of a cliff, my branch too would probably break and I’d end up as he.

“This very man, therefore, purchased a field with the wages for unrighteousness, and falling headfirst, his body burst open and all his insides spilled out.” Acts 1:18.

Yuch!… And I’d probably survive, trapped by mangled body and mind to fester the rest of my life with this ‘should’ve known better’ outcome.

And to make matters worst, Vie, who is the one, who for a brief second I imagined dying, would probably be the unreliable person that I’d need to rely on for survival!

I take a hard sip of my cold coffee, wondering how much more I’d need to consume to settle this increasing hunger feeding my anger… Evicted from my lovely home at the Bossert to a wooden bench on the Promenade!… And where is she? I ask Emanon, my cat, lying patiently inside her temporary home, catnapping. No longer concerned with passersby, those flying by chirping birds.

She lifted her head, turning her one good eye towards me, saying, “Me…ow, ” you askin’?

I smile as she lays her head back down. Losing it as my thoughts return to Vie… I sent her for something to eat to protect my cat from her aggravating presence…

How did she even get Emanon to trust her into bringing her from Chicago to Brooklyn, anyway?… I thought I’d made an impossible scenario for Vie to show up on my doorstep.

And I hadn’t been home a week before they arrived… Cat carrier and two pulley luggage of Octavia’s aka Vie’s necessary items.

I was afraid to even ask what those might entail… Probably, paraphernalia for today’s bizarre… And, how long she planned on staying?

And, actually, why I considered helping her at all was because I found out about her poor child infected with HIV. Of, course, she doesn’t know that I know that she even has a child… But did she use this as an opportunity to show up with her 4 year-old little girl, for whom I was really concerned?

No… Now, only a month later, and here I am taking in my lovely Manhattan skyline from a seat once sought, now unwillingly I perch outside my precious apartment with its small balcony overlooking this view with a small suitcase of my own personals.

Fortunately, I am allowed to leave my hard earned clothes and furnishings there, until I find a suitable, more lenient home for me, a partially blind cat, courtesy of my mother, and a wild woman from my childhood, once a so-called ‘friend’.

Maybe, hopefully, I can find her a separate home and to mine, return, I think, suddenly happy, although barely, seeing Vie lackadaisically striding towards me with a smirk on her face and a wicked gleam in her eye.. TO BE CONT’D 6/24/19

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