Eternal Curse by R L Wilson

Author:R L Wilson [Wilson, R L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Exquisite Novelty Publishing LLC
Published: 2020-03-10T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Staring at myself in the mirror sends me into a state of shock. My eyes have lost their deep color, and my face, its bright shine. Dark circles and huge bags appear underneath my eyes. The tattoo has crept along my left arm, getting closer to my hand. What the hell is going on? I look like death. I have never seen death, but imagine it has to be similar.

I walk into the living room of my mother’s house and see pictures of myself when I was younger and now. I look much older. Stress does real harm to your looks. Somehow this curse is tied to my childhood, and maybe I can get some insight from Momma. She watches her soap operas while having her morning cup of coffee. She holds the remote control in her hand and flicks the TV off when I take a seat.

“I need to talk to you.” She narrows her gaze on me and sits the remote control on the couch. “I’m concerned for you and the company you keep,” she mutters.

She’s talking about Prentiss coming over the other day. He is not the company I want to keep, he’s a nightmare I can’t escape.

A heavy sigh escapes my lips. “He’s not the company I keep.” I hang my head low, ashamed that my mother had to witness such hasty behavior. He’s dangerous, with a dark essence and a venomous smile.

She squints her green eyes the way she does when she is serious. “Stay away from him or he will take you to hell with him.” Her facial muscles tighten.

The words hit me in the gut. It’s true, nothing good can come to me if I’m around a rogue soul.

“But, Momma—”

“No buts, I’ve lived in the Motor City long enough to know danger when I see it.” She clears her throat and relaxes the muscles in her face.

“I’ve been clear-headed these last couple of days. I don’t know why,” Momma says. “Usually the fog consumes my thoughts.”

We continue talking for hours. I haven’t enjoyed her company in years. Either she is angry or her anxiety is getting the best of her. But right now, at this moment, she is the mother I remember before dad died. When she enjoyed life.

The second curse has to be executed. I don’t want to die slow, just so I don’t have to perform healings anymore. This curse is eternally handed from one generation to the next. The price my family has to pay for some wrongdoing in the past, I guess. The vision Momma and I see may be a clue.

I give Momma a hug. “I love you, Momma.” Her floral perfume lingers on my shirt.

“Remember what I said.” She closes her eyes and folds her legs in her meditating position.

I nod and smirk, and for right now I have my mother back.

I scamper down the street because I can’t wait to get home and tell Morgan what Kato said. I didn’t tell Momma because I didn’t want to freak her out.

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