Desires of the Soul by S.L. Carpenter

Author:S.L. Carpenter [Carpenter, S.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

He sat in the smoky bar feeling slightly defeated. Finding a host for the lost soul was beginning to feel like a lost cause. He had met some wonderfully sensual women who satisfied his primal urges, but his hope in seeing his way to finding peace again was waning.

He took a sip from the water in front of him, and as he looked at the glass, it began to frost over in his fingers. The hair on the back of his neck bristled, his blood grew cold and a feeling of darkness crept through him. The women around his table were giggling and in a good mood, but he couldn’t shake the presence of something ominous and sad near him.

He looked for Tasha, needing to find where she was. His eyes scanned the room and at last he saw her leaning on the end of the bar, talking to a hunched figure.

He tried to get a look at the person she was talking to. The woman pulled a hood back, revealing locks of long, tangled blonde hair. She was talking, but something around her was dark, like a cloud of despair.

For some unknown reason he couldn’t stop staring at her. She was a small woman. He watched as Tasha handed her a bowl of something and a glass of what looked like water. He had to find out who she was. There was something wrong with her being here, a disruption of some sort that disturbed him.

He rose and walked to the bar. Tasha was serving drinks and he motioned to her.

“I’ve been thinking about a few other people I know who might be the woman you’re looking for.”

He grabbed her arm and looked into her eyes.

“Can’t wait another hour, huh?” She was flirting, but quickly picked up on his concern. “What’s wrong?”

“Who’s that woman?” He pointed to the figure at the other end of the bar.

“That’s Iris. Poor thing, she’s a mess. She comes in here sometimes and I give her some soup or whatever we have in the break room out back. She is such a sad woman with some real bad stuff in her life.” Tasha paused, shaking her head. “She lost everything. Her boyfriend Marcus was shot and killed right in front of her, died in her arms. He was the only person she had left after her mother passed away—no family—just totally alone.”

“What happened to her mother?”

“Iris spent the better part of a year watching her succumb to dementia. It tore her apart. She told me about it one night. Iris was taking a bunch of anti-depressants to just cope with her own depression. But it all changed when she met Marcus.” Tasha looked up at Iris and sighed.

“There’s something wrong. I don’t know what. I can’t get into her head.”

“Honey, there’s nothing there. She’s a lost soul. Hit rock bottom. She lives wherever she can around here but won’t beg or take help. Too proud or something. I give her food and stuff, but she refused the money I tried to give her.

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