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around 0500 am PST.   I remove my bowl of instant organic oatmeal from the microwave, lightly

               sprinkle some stevia sugar and a touch of salted butter while grabbing a fresh percolated cup of


               Sprouts organic vanilla ground coffee.  I finish my quick breakfast and give my gorgeous wife a

               big sloppy kiss and walk out to the garage door to say goodbye to Chloe who is waiting by the


               back-garage door with a pining feline attitude as to say, "Daddy why are you leaving the house

               again?".  I physically lock the inside garage back door and proceed to slide into my black leather


               high-performance Silver sports car, now completely covered with rainstorm dust and road filth

               from the last week's crazy Monsoon storm that took down a few trees.


                                                         Chapter 2

                                         "Saturday Morning Will never be the same"


                The garage door slowly opens with the Arizona sun cutting into my eyes I quickly grab my

               cheap Walgreen throwaway shades and back my car out patiently waiting for the garage door to

               completely lock and close.  Just as the garage door closes, I hear a very loud obnoxious finger


               tapping noise near my driver side window startling the hell out of me! Spinning my head around,

               I observe what looks to be a 50 plus-year-old man, solid grey hair, well-manicured grey goatee,


               and nerdy glasses.  My first reaction is to wait and carefully evaluate if I should roll down my

               electric window to a stranger.  Against my better judgment, and regardless of his extraordinarily


               eccentric and nervous demeanor, feeling no immediate danger I roll down my electric window

               and ask the eccentric grey-haired hippie looking stranger. "Can I help you with something"?  The


               stranger then proceeds to introduce himself as Dr. Jack, longtime family friends of the Johnson's

               from next door, explaining that he had a significant meeting to attend to in the next thirty


               minutes and that his car wouldn't start.  Dr. Miller then asked me if I could drop him off about a

               mile away from the house at his office.  I waved at him to hop in and introduced myself as Alex
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