Matthew Primous
Bio
I am a Black Scholar, International Scholar, & Google Scholar, & 3-Time Eber & Wein Best Poet., Nominee for Poet of the Year, 2020 Black Author Matters Winner, 2 time Akademia Excellence Essayists,& 2022 Honorary Muckrack Journalist.
Stories (328/0)
The First Grandmother
I seen a lot in my life time. I heard a lot in my life time. And boy it is not easy. It is not easy bringing together a people or a nation. Especially when people are stubborn about their beliefs and unrelenting in their thoughts. And people are definitely that way about religion which is understandable. It's people faith. It's people hopes and dreams. It's people heart. But politics should be different. People should be a little bit more open, a little bit more welcoming and a little bit more friendly. Like I said I seen a lot and nothing really really faze me. i seen it all folks. My son Bernie has just entered the Presidential Race and he is fired up. He has a platform that is attractive and he knows what to do. What can I say? I trained him well. I made sure he did the best in his classes. I personally vouch for hiim in school. And I never let him fail. Never will I let him do so terrible in a class that he could not recover. Even if he had to turn those Fs into Bs and those Ds into As. I made sure my son did what he suppose to do. Get a good education and strive to be the best man he could possibly be. Because that's what loving parents do, they look out for their own and they care deeply about their children. No way would i let those teachers bully him. No way would I let my kid not be the best he could possibly be. Afterall he was my only child and his Dad Bernie Senior entrusted me with most of his care. He would let me decide what to do with him and he would let me determine what his future would be. My husband promised me a say in everything and that's why I love him so dearly. A man like that that let's you wear the pants and let you have a say in the family and stand for something. That's where Bernie gets it from. His Dad was just like that till the day he left this earth. And now I am his main inspiration even Cindy his wife said that I singlehandedly inspired him to run. And Bernie said in a speech how I raised him, how I cared for him and where he came from and what he was about. Bernie was doing well in his campaign. He was off to a great start but he found obstacles. And he would not come to me. I have the experience. I have the influence. I have the dignity. Afterall I was a congresswoman and a potential presidential nominee. I got my son his governorship which became a stepping stone to his presidency. And I guided and raised his children. Bernie and Cindy entrusted me to their children in order to run and build a legacy. Now a grandmother, I think my son believe that I had enough on my plate. But he must have forgotten that a woman is much stronger if not equal to a man. I can do more and love makes me do more. So I marched to Cindy's office and said Cindy what is the biggest problems for my son's campaign. And Cindy said Mother Betty Bernie has to win over this senator who was a nemesis. The senator is just self-centered and prideful and expecting big returns. And he doesn't compromise no matter what. And he doesn't care about dividing the party. And I said What is his name? Cindy said Senator Forge. I think Harold Forge. I said Schedule me to meet with him. I want a fancy dinner and with witnesses and the press especially there. And I will come as a representative of my son for his campaign. And Bernie interrupted Mom are you sure? Are you really sure? Mom give him hell. And Bernie and Cindy hug me in my golf outfit because I was on my way to golf but I had to see about my son. So after days and days of planning, I met with the Senator. Senator Forge was stubborn but I was persisted and it was on camera. And his aide reminded him of the senior citizens vote and that I was a popular congresswoman and the mother of a future president. So I put on my best pitch I said for goodness sake, for the sake of the country, for the good of the country for the sake of the union for the sake of the party will you support my son. And he said this it may be the wine talking but yes Madam I will. And Bernie called me and said he was watching on CNN and congratulate me. And I said Son don't be afraid of them. You will be president. After my son Bernie was nominated by the party, it was the presidential debate and I told him do a Muhammad Ali bob and weave bob and weave, say what you will do and say what he haven't if he says something smart. And Bernie did well and he eventually won. Bernie on election night announced A president needs to be humble and steadfast. a president needs not only a First Lady but also he needs a First Grandmother Afterall seniors is the reason I was elected besides the youth. Seniors still got it and I stand on my mother's shoulders. Welcome America the First Grandmother. She will serve as a special advisor to the President and help direct him.
By Matthew Primousabout 6 hours ago in Families
A Star's Back
Yeah I entered the NFL when I was young, Momma never wanted me to settle for less. As Momma always had my back and she was never afraid to fight for her son. Momma would work hard making sure I did not fail. She would work hard making sure I was passing. She drove me to new heights and new levels. Wow I had a great mother. And my father gave me the skills, he would always encourage me to challenge myself. And when I fail, he would say things like I believe in you or I know you can do it or you can beat this. Just letting you know what kind of family I come from. Yeah I miss those days but now I am a man. Miguel Jacobs is my name. And I do love football ever since I was young. i would dream of playing while my family watch games and the Superbowl. We would gather around as Dad and Mom would take off work. And Mom would order three different kinds of pizzas, Pepperoni & Sasauge, Mushrooms & Pepperoni, Veggie Pizza and two different types of chicken wings, Parmesan Wings and Garlic Wings. And we would invite family and friends. And we would catch up and watch the game like a big old family. Sometimes the family would root for one team and sometimes the family would root for different teams even friends would join and neighbors. The community was good back then. There was less crime and more collectiveness. People could be people. And you can trust your neighbors. You can trust your teachers. You can trust your community. But now things have changed, Momma told me that ever since Dad died who was a pillar in the community, people have resorted to drugs and drinking. She said the neighborhood isn't safe. And she said crime is everywhere and you have to go with a group of people sometimes at different times of the day. Businesses have close up. And there are secret gangs. And I was telling my coach that I don't know if I can extend my contract because I am getting old and my hometown is in shambles. And the coach promised another hundred million dollars and I told him that I would think it over with my mother. So the coach told me to go home for a few months and fix your community then come back but you only got a few months. My family believe in God way before I was born. And we are good Christian. So my first visit was at the church, Living Love Church of God. And I met the Pastor and the Mayor was there with the press. And they let me worship, pray and participate then they waited in the Fellowship Hall to ask me why I came back. I told them I am hurt about the violence. I am hurt about the crime. I am hurt about my hometown Saint Vincent. We used to be a good community, a loving community. A drug free community and we used to care about our children and families. I am willing to work with the Mayor and Pastor of Living Love Church of God. And so I went home with Momma and she was glad to see me. And i asked Mom if she had any ideas. And we talked late that night over dinner Fried Fish and Chips and dessert Homemade Cheesecake with Strawberry topping. And Mom talked on and on and also talked about Dad and what he would have done. And before I could go to sleep she asked what about my football career? And I said Saint Vincent is more important Momma. Yeah the coach was gonna give me a hundred million dollars but I am getting old and no money can fix a broken body. And Momma asked me if I was dating and I told her that I did not have time. And she said you know Shalia is available you and her liked each other when ya were growing up. Remember how I caught you writing her phone number in the Bible. Boy you were too fast and I had to teach you something. And now Shalia is taking care of the community and she desperately needs someone to help her. I just nodded. So days later I met with the Mayor of Saint Vincent and he heard my ideas and hired me as a staff. I told him that I would invest millions into businesses while the city protect them. I would open up youth centers having off-duty officers as counselors because officers are heroes and heroines and the community need to see them as that and feel safe in their homes and in the city. And I would hire more social workers to help reduce drug addiction and alcohol addiction because that is what they specialized in and only specialists understand the epidemic. Months into the job, my coach called and he said i can give you a hundred and ten million dollars. And i told the coach na I can't come back and I hung up. And Shalia who was a beautiful Black woman overheard me and visit me at the Mayor's Office and she was as lovely as my mother in fact her mother was friends with my mother. And I begged for her forgiveness for putting her off because she was that fine and we quickly went to the Court house and married. And that was my story I came home back home to Saint Vincent.
By Matthew Primousabout 6 hours ago in Longevity
A Star's Return
The lead choir singer Gladys Day sing Lord I am trying I am trying I am trying to make a hundred and ninety-nine and half won't do. Lord I am trying Lord I am trying to make a hundred and ninety-nine won't do. And the choir joined won't do O Lord won't do Lord won't do. And that's when the whole church stood up even the pastors. And my mentor Pastor Jessie, Pastor Jessie of the Living Love Church of God has always inspired me since my return to Saint Vincent. Saint Vincent was and is my beloved home. And there have been years that passed by many years almost two decades. And Shalia and I had two children, Jr. and Anglea. Jr. was turning fifteen this year while Anglea was turning 12 years old. Yes it's true that a star football player in his retirement could build a family. I started over again and did the things that I dream of. I felt almost complete as I climbed the Mayor's staff as Chief of Staff. And the city was slowly progressing. We made much progress. People were treating people better. It was a safe neighborhood again. And then I was representative of the Mayor's Office, I went to the local Kings 103 Station to announce new initiatives. And I was in the midst of talking about progress when the radio host of Kings 103 said Do you understand Miguel Jacobs that you are in line to be the next Mayor? Yeah Mayor Don Evers is retiring because it is his last term. And I said plainly no comment. And when I got home my family was cheering and hoping for me to run for Mayor. And I played happy but I was nervous as heck. How could I become Mayor? And why did not Mayor Don Evers tell me this? And I privately talked to my wife Shalia. And I told her I am very nervous. And that I did not expect this. And I am afraid of doing this. And Shalia hold my hand and kiss my forehead and said Look at all the progress we've done together. All the good things, all the hope, all the building, don't just think of yourself. Think of your family, your mother, your children and me. We have done a lot. I said I got to talk to Pastor Jessie. So in the morning I called Pastor Jessie to met with him at the local coffee shop. And we met and I tried to explain my side of the story but he interrupted and said When will people take credit for the things that they have done. When will people learn to accept achievement. When will progress be made by brothers and sisters treating each other like brothers and sisters. That time has not come yet but with faith, works and love we can do this. Brother I think you are passing off something that we need. You can make a difference if you try. Remember that song, Reach out and Touch. Reach out of your issue and see from someone's else perspective. And I said Pastor I will see. And he said Don't see ask God. Then Pastor Jessie left and I drink the rest of my coffee slowly. And as soon as I got out of the shop, my wife Shalia called she said it is urgent. And so I hurry home and rush in. She said Jr. has a game. And so I did not change and hurry with my wife and daughter to his game. And Jr. was good and everybody was cheering him even the cheerleaders and coach calling him MJ. Jr. scored many times. And I tried to congratulate him after the game. And this gang rushed in before me and they were talking to the players. They were making bets. And they wanted my son to enter the NFL and they wanted to be managers. After listening in the hallway, I rushed in and they ran out. And I said I would like to speak to my son alone. And we were alone. Jr. said Dad don't sweat them. They are just playing. Yeah the NFL wants me even the Olympics because you gave me those all around sports genes. I said Son it's up to you. Don't let those fool make the decisions for you. Why were they calling you MJ? It's Jr. He said Dad it's just a nickname besides I like it. Mom, Anglea and you and friends can call me Jr. but my sports' name is MJ. I was just about to leave when Jr. said And what about you? Dad I heard your promotion. Why won't you run for Mayor of Saint Vincent. You know Mayor Don Evers will support you. Don't be so close-minded. Show me how to be a man not just in sports but doing the right thing. And I said you will be the first to know I am running. And my son and I did a secret handshake like frat brothers. So when we went out for dinner I told the family that I am running. And I went back to Kings 103 radio station to announce it. I was the last person in the race but my wife was campaigning so were my children. And so were my friends and we were getting notice and we won the primary. We were too sure but we had a community behind us and we lost the election. But all was not lost, Mayor Betters who won asked me to serve as Deputy Mayor and I prayed about it. And Pastor Jessie told me to negotiate being Deputy Mayor by asking for equal say and equal representation. And Mayor Ursula Betters agreed and that's how I return as a local hero.
By Matthew Primousabout 6 hours ago in Longevity
First Grandmother serving
Yes my son finally won and I was sitting with my grandchildren and talking on the phone with Mrs. Claudy. Mrs. Claudy was my friend since I came out of college. She was a good friend and she advised me on my career. She inspired me to run. We were young and feminists. We were driven by that platform and we party too to that platform. I remember Mrs. Claudy was my best friend. And we did everything together. I knew everything about her and she knew everything about me. And I would tell her about my big problems. She was always reliable. And now we both have grandchildren. We both have our own lives but we reached out to each other every now and then. When I heard my son say my name on live TV with his wife and Vice President standing with him, I almost drop the phone. And I told Mrs. Claudy who was congratulating me that I can't serve again. I can't serve in the government. I resigned like twenty years ago. I haven't even considered running or serving. And Mrs. Claudy reminded me that she had military family. And she would talk about how they served. And I said Della Claudy I understand your position but I have to think about it. And Mrs. Claudy knew when I talk like that political that I really was uncertain. And so after sometime, my son called me but I was avoiding him because I did not want to serve. I would put my phone on do not disturb. And finally he came out to me saying you know Mom I know you watched the news. You are the First Grandmother. And I did that because you were my main supporter. I need you in Congress and I need you in the White House. We come so far. We did so much. And I still was minding my own business. And he sought the Secret Service a distance away and he said Mommie would I hurt you? Would I put you in an compromising position. You can do this. I believe in you. I need my mother. I need the woman who bear me. I need the woman who footsteps I am walking in. And I warmed up but I said Bernie you can't butter me up. I don't want to be involved. Those people torture me, they intimidated me, they persecuted me. How could you expect me to go back? What I did for you with Harold Senator Forge was a one time deal. I did not want you to expect me to go into the White House. And Bernie turned, sad and desperate and left in his car. And I looked worried and distraught. Eventually Bernie's wife came, Cindy saying You love our children. You love me and you love Bernie. You are still alive Mother Betty. And they did not break you. You are stronger than ever. And your son need you. Your son is begging asking you. And why would you turn away remember the country, remember the union remember the party. You still owe it to them. You still are indebted to the people. And I told Cindy after she convinced me that I would do it. I finished golfing with Mrs. Claudy and our cadies were friends. And Mrs. Claudy asked if I took the job. She said retirement is hell boring as hell and sometimes I think some people wait to die or spoiled the hell out of their savings. Betty you can lead us to better benefits. You can show that we still got it. Betty do it for all of us. And I drink a little and reminded Mrs. Claudy of our college days. Bernie and Cindy was waiting for me in Washington D.C. I came on a helicopter issued by the President my son. And I hug and shook hands with the President and the First Lady. And I told the press simply, You mess with President Bernie, you mess with me. Not only because he is my beloved son but also because he is a good president and he wants to restore the union the way it should have been hundreds of years ago. And that is the most honorable thing I could think of. He is my President and your President.
By Matthew Primous2 days ago in Families
The President's Right Hand
It was many years ago since the funeral of Pete who was my right hand man. The funeral was heartbreaking and devastating because my men knew Pete. They knew what he stood for and they knew what he was about. We all agreed that Pete saved all of us that night. And Pete made us cry all over again at his funeral. Pete was cremated but he was given the honor of a dignified soldier. The men told their memories of him and they were glad to have known him. And the President was there and said a few words because the mission was that important. And the President awarded all of us Purple Heart. And they gave the Purple Heart and the flag to Pete's sister who made a speech about how Pete loving serving in the military and how he felt it was his calling and duty. And how Pete came from a military family and how Pete was loyal and a Patriot. Months later after the funeral, Camelle had a boy whom I named Pete. And we were excited about our new life. And we were filled with ambitions and hope. And I vowed to never fight again, to never enter the forces. I told my wife Camelle that I will never take the uniform on again. And Camelle got pregnant again this time to a girl that she named Husha. And I was enjoying my job as a military counselor because I told Pete that I would give back and help the troops. I was good at counseling and I was able to walk many people through their issues and recoveries. I was good at helping people. And I did not want to do anything else. My life was great and I was stable. I was conformed. I was different. And then the call, my commander commended me and told me that I am one of the best. He told me that I am one of the most loyal. He told me that I was fit and honorable. And I interrupted my commander saying I can't go back. I can't be a soldier anymore. I can't do it anymore. I promise my wife and children that I will be loyal to family first and only. And the commander said you thought I was sending you out again no. Harack my man buddy you are being appointed as an advisor to the President. And I almost drop the phone and I told the commander to let me talk to my family about it. And I was nervous about telling my family. How could I tell my wife? How could I tell my children? So I took my wife and children out to dinner and discussed it over dinner. And Camelle knew I was up to something but she went along with the kids. I finally said what I was thinking about the new prestigious job. And Camelle said Honey you could be president. You could run this country. I believe in you. And maybe you should take the job. We can buy a new house instead of the apartment and prepare for college for the kids. And I got up and kiss my wife and kiss my children while hugging them. And so in the morning I called the commander and took the job. It was nothing like what I thought. All this communication and the Director who work with the President was my boss. She was kind and stern. She gave me my first test. And I had to come up with strategies after strategies and not like the military. But I did then I felt burnout and I called my wife Camelle and she reminded me of Pete. She said Do what Pete did. I got a picture of him and of us. Just look to that and think of what he did for you for all those years you were in the military. And after that conversation, I came up with a ton of ideas. And the Director looked it over being busy with the President and she called me back in a hour and said Harack congratulations you are the President's Right Hand.
By Matthew Primous3 days ago in Confessions
The Right Hand Man
It all started back in the army. I was just a young sergeant learning the new ropes and the new protocol. I was naive and inexperience. And everything taught in class did not actually add up in the real world. I was young and ready for action. I was trained, well trained and taught everything I believe matter. The testing was rigorous. And sometimes I thought about backing down. Sometimes I wanted to quit but my family was and is a military family. A family that does not back out of conflict. A family that stands with its troops. A family that will never quit or cower. That was my family Harack and I made many friends along the way. I had many friends who would calm my nerves and keep me stable. And many of them were in my troops. Pete was the most loyal. Every time I had an issue, he knew what to do. Every time I was stress he knew what to do. He was my best friend. He would remind me of where I came from. He would encourage me. The life of a commander is hard. The life of any officer is difficult especially when you worry about your men day and night because losing one of them could end your career, could end your hopes and dreams could end your future. I thought hard and long about every mission. I did not take it for granted. Pete would come in and check in on me when I was planning how to accomplish the mission. And Pete would offer insight into what I should do. Pete also introduced me to the love of my life, a Captain. I love women in a uniform. Her family was immigrants but Camelle was the perfect woman. She was a darling and a dream. She was a fantasy and sight. She blew my mind out the first time I saw her. And Pete was the wing man to get me her number. Pete told her how brave I was. Pete told her how smart I was. Pete told her how strong I was. Pete was my right hand man. And so when I was promoted, I did not forget my friends. I did not forget my brothers. They were family. Even though I was planning to build a family with Camelle, I still was loyal all the way and totally. And so when my men and I was sought on this dangerous mission, I propose and married Camelle. And spent several months with her and she was pregnant. And she told me and I only told Pete. Pete was happy and we did our special handshake and hug. I promised to tell my men after the battle. It was the toughest battle of my life. Every minute was nerve-wracking. I told my men to keep the gun by them at all times both day and night. We were in the heat of battle. And we did not lose anyone that easy or yet. And my commander ordered me to move from the position to gain ground. I tried to tell him it is dangerous and hard and difficult but he reminded me that he was the commander and I was just an officer. So I had to choose who should go, I told my men that the fight is hard and difficult but whoever go will be given valiant and honor. I said for the glory of the union the glory of the military united we stand but divided we fall. And Pete was the first to go with me and numerous of other men went and we kept most of them at the base. And so we went it was hard going through machine gun fire but we formed a shield and made it in the first position then the second but the third, a man was left behind and I went to get him and Pete covered me. The man was shot severely and I pulled him back and asked Pete and the other men to cover. But it was not enough, the enemy started throwing grenades and one came near me. And Pete reacted and screamed and saw it and threw his bag over it and push me out the way. And that was it Pete died. And a few others were severely wounded. I will never forget the look on the other soldiers and on his family. And the look on Camelle's face, my right hand man was gone and I never looked at war the same again.
By Matthew Primous4 days ago in Confessions
Arthur & Harry Adventures Next
It's been a while since our first discovery. A lot has happened and changed over time. The atmosphere of crime has drastically been reborn. And criminals were not the way they used to be. They did not act the way they used to. They were a lot of more complicated and a lot more sneaky. And detectives changed too. They were more disguised and confiscated. They were a lot of more driven for success and more ready to put people in jail. We had a certain protocol. We had a certain quota. And we were demanded to keep crime down and catch many criminals within a short time. We also changed. Harry and I got promoted. Harry finally married Fasha. And Fasha was a lovely woman like my Irene. She was fair and had long hair and beautiful brown eyes. Harry was mad in love for her and he would never let her out of his sight. The two were inseparable. And they would always kiss and hold hands as if they were love birds or just dating when they were happily married for many years. Irene and I used to do that but now we have kids, a few. They are handsome and beautiful. They fill my mind with excitement. I hope to get to a hundred years old seeing them grow, play, laugh, live, and love. My family has become the center of my world. Being a father has never been so important and so wonderful at the same time. Irene would have to tell me to get back to work and crime because I could play with my kids all day. And so ever often I would talk to Harry about family. Harry was loving his life being married and he was not yet ready to be father. He was not ready to become a father. Me and Fasha are doing well together. We can't change that now. We are still on our honeymoon said Harry. But do you want to have kids? They are wonderful, amazing and beautiful, said I. Then the Chief of the Scotland Yard interrupted us Boys you better get back to work because I think there is more to do. Then you can talk about family and love or whatever. We have another copycat. We have another criminal spree. This one I think knows about your previous cases and is mimicking them. We have a real case and it is not good not good at all. I think you better take sometime and read the file. And he handled us a big folder of evidence. And I asked Harry who do you think it is? Who do you think done this? And why would they want to reopen a case? Harry said it says here that they were men or women involved but some believe it is one or the other. And that they are very exclusive. We have to go to that club. I said what club do you mean? Harry said The Jitters Club and speak to the manager. I think that he is up to something because most of the case surrounds that club. And I said Let's go today. And Harry said But I promsied Fasha. And I said But the boss wants the case crack immediately. And Harry agreed and told his wife Fasha that he could not go and that she can reschedule. And so we were off to Jitters Club on Cap Street in the City of London. Harry said this is exciting, the club where all the famous people go and celebrities. I said it's just a bunch of druggies and drunks in here. Harry said Yeah but the music is great. Don't you say. The bouncer asked who we were? And we said Police Scotland Yard. We need to speak to the manager. So the bouncer got the manager while we wait at the bar. And hours later the manager came out. Hello my name is Silvera. And we asked for a private room to quesiton her. And Harry said Remember good cop and bad cop. I am playing the bad cop. So I said Silvera you see a lot of people coming and in out. Do you recognized this picture? And she asked for a lawyer. Harry said How do you run your business? What exactly do your employees do? She gave a list and slip saying they do whatever I say. Even if it means commitiing murder or crime, or theft or stealing. I am the boss and I don't give a crap for the Scotland Yard. Harry said you are under arrest Silvera. And I put handcuffs and called for backup. And we shut the club down for its crime spree. And Harry got a raise and I did too. We finally got together and went on family outing. And Fasha was in love with our children and they called her Aunt Fasha. And Harry knew then that the honeymoon was over and fatherhood was starting.
By Matthew Primous4 days ago in Writers
Arthur & Harry Adventure
Awarded the Queen's Honor and in line for the King's Honor, I Detective Arthur and my trusted aide Harry have been through many adventures together. We were alike in many ways yet our appearances are quite different. I love the sport of catching criminals while Harry is a bit uncertain whether exploiting it is good. We are two of the kind and close pals. We were friends since the Academy. We learned a lot about crime fighting in the Academy. And we were almost done when the war broke out. We signed up for the same unit but we were given different missions. Harry was told to operate the radar while I lead a force. We were both successful in our military career but we both yearned for more. We both wanted to be more than bloody hands. We wanted to go back to the Academy. So after the war, the Great War we returned home to recuperate. And we got with our families and we begin to think about our future and our families. And Harry went back to the Academy earlier than me. And he wrote me from the Academy how the Academy was good and I should come back because he learned much from the military and applying his knowledge to the studies. I was uncertain and took more time. Until my wife beautiful Irene who was an Irish rose just lovely with Blue Eyes and Red Hair. She became my wife after the Great War and we wanted to start a family. And I was given good payment from the military but it was mainly going towards our bills. And so Irene convinced me to go back to the Academy. And so I returned and Harry was my tutor. I at first was concerned. I did not want to dishonor my military duties but I needed the job. So Harry tutored me and showed me how to study. And I begin to become infatuated with the crime thing the whole crime system. It intrigued me about the criminal mind and the mastermind. I even had to play a criminal because my professor wanted to show what a crime look like. And I was convincing and good. The whole class was in an uproar. It happened that Harry and I was put on a mission while finishing the Academy. The criminal committed numerous of murders in a grand larceny and thief plot but they could not tell if it was a man or a woman or a gang. And the witness was not talking. I prepared for this final test and exam with Harry, my best friend. Harry thought we should grill and then offer assistance but I thought the witness is used to that. Maybe we should play good cop and bad cop. Harry asked which one was I gonna play and I said the bad cop and you play the good cop. And so Harry wished me good luck and I wish him good luck because we needed to pass in order to get our badge. And so the witness seem distraught and disturb. Harry went first and the witness appear close-minded. And I would grill the witness. And after sometime we walk out, I told Harry what do you think the witness is hiding? And Harry said I think it is personal. I said yes let's get personal. We walked back in. I said you called yourself Athena but you have a massive structure, you have a low voice, you don't have any femine appearance. And the witness said so. Harry came in We can help you. We can protect you. You do know if you cooperate we can give you assistance. The witness said I am not cooperating. Leave me alone. I said I see you in a dress and lipstick but you still sound and look manly. If you aren't manly then why do you have a mustache and beard too. Then the criminal spoke Okay okay I will talk. It was my partners who did the crime. And they left me behind to get caught by the police. Those bastards. Two partners. Harry said what is their name Hal and Ris. I said Where are they? The witness said probably at the border to cross. Better hurry. Harry said Thank you Madam. You are safe as long as you officially file the report. Even though you might face some charges, your cooperation is appreciated. And our professor met us outside the classroom, the Scotland Yard will take it from here. Good job. And that's how we became in line for the Queen's Honor winning it eventually in our 20 years career in the Scotland Yard after graduating the Academy and fighting the Great War.
By Matthew Primous4 days ago in Writers
The Heartache
Doctor never stop trying to fix others. She would work hard and make sure that everyone was cared for. She would check in on others. She was a kind woman. She was a good woman. And I remember her, she loved the Lord and she loved people. She was a strong woman and of good character. She reflected herself among the foundation that she started with her husband. She was a bold woman. I remember her hugs and good conversation. Doctor was rich. She had orchards and land and homes. But she was humble, she knew where she came from and where she was going. Doctor did not begrudge working hard and fighting for good causes. And she was strong, she was brave, and she was a overall good person. Doctor never hated working hard. And she had worked hard to build a family with her husband. She came from humble beginnings. She never intended any harm. And she never tried to offend anyone. She was just a good person. Then it happened that her husband suddenly died on a trip to Africa trying to save the orphanage. She was devastated but she held on. And all the people he helped came to support her. People from around the world and she could not help herself but to cry over her beloved husband. She never questioned God why but she knew her mission was to still heal. She knew she had to hold on for her family and the foundation. Doctor requested that 'My Help Cometh for the Lord' be played at her husband's funeral. She cried but with strength and dignity. She was not afraid to let her feelings show. She was not afraid to be surrounded but she knew she was loved and she knew her family was loved and she knew her husband was loved. She heard the stories of her husband's friends. She heard the tributes pouring in and she started to smile again. And she was warm and happy. She knew that her husband lived a well life. And I gave her my assistance. i came back to the foundation. I started going to the foundation when I was sick in the hospital because her husband was wide acclaimed. He was a good doctor too and he encouraged me to fight for life. I remember her husband as if he was still living. That man could do good works and he did not stop even when falling. And he had an infectious character that filled the foundation. I was inspired to work for the foundation and his wife Doctor invited me to become a full time worker. I took the charge as if it was life important. Now that her husband passed, I treated Doctor as if she was my own mother or a mother like figure. Sometimes we would celebrate by singing and dancing and partying when the foundation made numerous of successes. I remember working hard in college and at the foundation. The work was prestigious and the work was good. The work was character building and the work was structural. I did not mind serving because the foundation kept me going. And the leaders were inspired by the founders. Then the unthinkable happened, I just saw Doctor and I heard she passed. And something in me died, I cried over and over again. All I could think of is the songs that we sang together when celebrating. I cried all the way through getting ready one day. And I was just down and hurt. I could not stop. But I remember the good as there was bitter fighting over the foundation and its future. I just kept praying and praying. And then I let go and let God. Every now and then I could hear those songs and shed tears. When people that special entered your life, you just don't forget. You remember. You loved. You think and you do. You are forever changed. You are never the same. You are better for that. And they become the midwife for your new life. The midwife for your future. That's what Pastor Osteen or TD Jakes or Joyce Meyers said before. And that's what the Doctor and her husband were to me..
By Matthew Primous5 days ago in Confessions
The Bridge
It was heartbreaking my son JC was diagnosed with an illness. He was a tall boy and he was good at football. He would love playing with his siblings. He was a good son but he just did not always have the right friends at time. But he did not deserve a mental illness that took a toll on the family. Everybody was worried about him especially when he had a mental illness. He was a family issue. He was a sibling issue. He was our issue. And I tried to get his father to be more in his life. Sometimes my husband would be in his life and sometimes he did not have the time. I tried to comfort him but it was not good enough. He wanted and needed his father. He looked up to his father and he wanted to become just like him. JC was a good kid and he never tried to do something wrong. He was a giant among his friends standing at 6 feet and six inches. And he was also fast and smart and talented at sports. But it happened his father said something to him and JC ranaway from home with some friends. And I remember searching all night and day, asking neighbors, and asking family and friends. I was hurt and hurt badly. And I felt that his father could have done more. I did blame his father because I felt that if he was a little bit more compassionate instead of ignoring his son then his son would have never thought to runaway. But it was no use. I begin to cry and pray. I begin to hope and have faith after talking to God. And I had to forgive his father for what he said to our son to make him runaway. And I went by our old high school and there JC was lying on the ground. So I shouted for joy and had tears of joy but JC was hurt. I called his father from off of work and told him to come and said that I called the ambulance. I told him to hurry as he was apologizing and worried. And I held my son in my arms to the best of my ability as he was a huge boy, a giant son. And I tried to tell him it was okay and that I love him. And I tried to sing a song that I sung when he was a toddler and baby. And I begin to sing to comfort him and I prayed to God to save my son. And I kissed my son on the forehead. And he finally woke up saying slowly Mom Mom Mom. I am sorry. My friends tried to take me somewhere but I did not want to go. They weren't friends with me. They were using me. They were just a group of bad friends and they wanted my money and that's when I walk away and they beat me up. And the ambulance begin to put him out on the stretcher and wrap his head. And I told them to be gentle and that's my son and I want to go with him. And his father came with the police. His father hugged me and said he would follow. I rode with my son in the ambulance and I was holding his hand as the first responder was getting his vitals. And about an hour we got to the local hospital. They found that JC was alright and that he had a few broken bones but he was mostly safe physically. And the nurse asked if he had pre-existing conditions. And I asked her what she mean? She gave examples and I said yes. I am sorry but this is so overwhelming for me and my son. I am just glad he is safe. And she said Madame his mental illness may have progressed but he can still live long and get better. And I said Can I just have a minute? I need to refresh my mind. I just need to know my son is okay. And the nurse said he is. And as soon as I left, his father came in the hospital and he was asking me questions but I told him that I was not feeling well and I had to go get ready for the day and that I will be back. And to keep watch over our son. And his father called me and he stood at the hospital for hours and hours. I would call at work to check in on him and promising JC to cook his favorite meals. And eventually his father kept coming for the family for days. The doctors kept him in the hospital because they wanted to make sure he was safe. I was worried about telling the rest of the family about his conditions because I did not want them to react. And I wanted my husband to apologize and connect with his son while I figure out about the family. Then I eventually came back to myself and came to the hospital unexpectedly and caught his father flirting with the nurse. And I don't know if she kissed him or he kissed her, and I flipped. I said Hey Mister. You think you are some hero. You think you are so great. Can't keep your eye on your son for a minute? Busy getting it on with the nurse. And he said I'm sorry I'm sorry Babe I'm sorry. And I walked the other way and found my son's room. And he was up and alert and I said Baby are you feeling better? Momma's here. I just was happy you came back and I wanted your father to watch over you but he has his mind on other things. JC said Dad did take care of me but Mom I would rather have you. And I hugged my son while he was laying in the bed. And his father came in and said we should talk. I have to talk to your mother. And I finally and eventually agreed, I told him to keep his voice down and that our son doesn't need to hear this. And his father said I watched him. I cared for him and you just left. I said you wanna argue about this. I found him. And I was not feeling well. And our son's illness may progress. Who found him? Who cried night and day over him. And you are playing with some fluesy. You are acting like some big man. And he tried to give me flowers. And I took them and said James you are gonna wish you never talk to me that way. I am divorcing you. I don't have to take that. The kids are coming with me. And I am coming after the house and you are gonna pay. And I walked in and said Son Momma have to go. And his father walked away. After my son came home and was feeling well, I kicked his father out of the house by court order, filed for a separation and testified about how I did way more than my husband. And my husband was confident then he held his head down when he lost the divorce. And I said I told you I would get everything, the family, and the marriage. But I won't take everything from you, you still are the father of our kids and I was the bridge and you kept troubling this marriage too long. And I had to take a stand. Bye James but it is not forever just now until you learned to see me for me.
By Matthew Primous5 days ago in Confessions
The Goodman
I worked for Mrs. Carpenter for many years. Mrs. Carpenter was a well to do woman. She was lovely and successful. She was happily married. And I love my job. I get paid to advise. I get paid to help people decorate. And so my job hooked me up with Mrs. Carpenter. She was a high profile client. And my boss wanted me to do everything in my power to make her feel welcome. And so we met and Mrs. Carpenter admired me. She was very welcoming and kind. She saw my plans on the second outing and she loved everyone of them. She loved my mind and my thoughts. She was just a good woman who saw my potential. And I asked to meet her husband. And Mrs. Carpenter said that he is away and that she is the main payer of the renovations. And that he allows her to do whatever. And so I was respectful and never asked again. Mrs. Carpenter asked for luxury. She asked for exquisite. She asked for Versailles. And I had to work really hard on the plans. I was one of the best interior designers on this side of the country. I put everything into fixing her house. She was very confiscated and she was very poise. She wanted the best and better. She wanted the best house in the region. And she wanted better than her neighbor. And I had to do many things to fulfill her fantasy. And when we finally after months got her plans, Mrs. Carpenter asked for me to oversee it. And I told her I was not qualified but she was persistent. And so my boss gave in for an additional bonus fee and Mrs. Carpenter happily paid. I usually would work days but I started working both nights and days for Mrs. Carpenter. My friends started to notice that I kept away from them. I was not going to the bar and I was not hanging out with them. I was completely dwelt on working and they called many times wondering where I've been and when I get off. But I promised them that I would make it up to them when I get that big paycheck on the weekends. And Mrs. Carpenter inquired that I come even late at night because that's when I could see what the contractors finished for the day. And so I came many nights, I had to dress up because that was my job protocol. I was alone and professional. And then one night Mrs. Carpenter dressed in robe said You seem like a goodman. You seem very smart, handsome, and strong. What I would like in a man? And I said I thought you were married. And she open the robe in lingerie and said my husband is always away doing something and I don't know. She begin to cry and try to embrace. And I tried to calm her down. She just kept crying and then she grab me and begin kissing. And I tried to fight her off but I had not been with my girlfriend in a while. I had not been with anyone in a while. I was lonely, desperate and wanting. And so I gave in to Mrs. Carpenter. And then I left in the morning. She was madly in love and happy. And I went away on the weekend. And I even went to church but something the pastor said got to me. He said you think your sins doesn't stink. You think you can do wrong and be right. You think you can make a mess and it will be fix. But God knows. All secrets belong to God and he will reveal them. And I left the church and went home and I called Mrs. Carpenter and said I could recommend another designer but she was mad for me. I avoided work many days and my boss threatened to fire me but he blackmailed me to work on and on and to continue the relationship. My friends heard and tried to help me. They found a loophole in the employment contract. And I quit. I lost my career. I lost my job. And I lost my dignity. Then I turned on the radio and the pastor said all is not lost all is not lost. You have your dignity. you have your respect. God still loves you and care. And I stopped the car and my head fell into my hands as I was miserable and down and depressed. And I said if there is a God I asked for his forgiveness and help me Lord. Help me. And immediately a thought came Open your own business. And I took the money for my unemployment and started my own company ethically. My story.
By Matthew Primous5 days ago in Confessions
Enough
Me and Beverly were hitting way back. Way back when we were just teenagers. She was the finest thing that I ever saw. She was young and beautiful. She was hot and amazing. I wanted her but she just wanted to be friends. Ever since then I dreamed of her. I dreamed of what it would be like to be with her. She was my fantasy. I wanted to be with her for a long very long time. She was dreamy. She had the most beautiful hair. She had the most perfect curves. She was everything a man wanted and everything a man needed. She was enough. Enough period. And I was waiting for my chance. I was dying to get with her. And we caught up from now and then. She told me about her career successes. And I told her about how I wanted to be a doctor then an astronaut then a businessman. We dreamed together. And we met in the exact same place under the stars in the park at night. I drove my new car and I would have it smell like flowers. And I would give her a rose at the end of the night just to say if I can be your man I would. She would just smile over me and call me her friend. We never kissed and we never made out. We just simply enjoyed being with each other. We were like childhood friends. We were best friends and we were secret with our affections. It shocked me when Beverly came out with the fact that she was going out on a date with Trevor. I was totally angry but I knew that I would have to wait it out wait for my time. She was madly in love with him. She was excited to be with him. Most of our conversation was about him and her. And I gave some advice. Then I asked my grandmother, she was still young at heart and she knew more about dating than me and grandma could keep a secret that Mom and Dad could not. I told grandma that I love Beverly and that I wanted to be with her. And she asked me why didn't you tell her? And I said that I was scared and plus grandma she got somebody. And grandma hugged me and held my face with her hands and she said Son you got to know when to try. You got to know that you are enough. Don't read somebody. Don't fool yourself. You know how far you came. You know that you are a man. And that you are man enough. You can be a strong man. You can be a good man. You can be good to any woman. You are enough. You are exactly what she need. Just believe in your heart. And say it with me and I said Enough. And grandma kiss me on the cheek and wipe her lipstick and said That's my baby, he is a man a good man a strong man a smart man and he is good enough for anyone including Beverly. So I waited and waited weeks and weeks. Beverly was happy about her relationship and she did not have much time for me. And I started dating Sarah and Sarah was not bad to look at but she was no Beverly. And it happened that we ran into each other after many dates to Beverly and Trevor. And the situation was odd, Beverly played it off like me. We doubled dated at the State Fair. And that night was awkward. And then Sarah and Trevor caught us staring at a daze at each other. Trevor got lost somewhere and ignored Beverly. And Sarah got sick on one of the rides and wander off. And it was just Beverly and I, and we walk together that night. And we then held hands over the bridge and I would of asked but I did not want the night to end. Then after sometime I asked Beverly are you choosing me. She said Maybe. And I said don't play with my heart Beverly if you want me then want me if you love me then love me. And Beverly lean in and kiss me on the lip then it became passionate the second time. And Trevor caught us and he was threatening to fight. And Beverly said Where were you? Looking at some cheap tail. Eyes roaming, hands touching. I am through with you Trevor and you can kiss this good bye. Trevor resisted and said So you finally got with that geek. I don't care ain't nothing but a chicken wing. Saving for marriage, I had girls who would put out when I put out. Bye. Beverly was gonna fight him but I held her and gently touch her face said He ain't worth it. Look at me you are enough. You are smart. You are beautiful You are damn sexy. You don't need that loser. Enough. She said yeah I am all he needs enough. Sarah never came back that night, she went home because she was sick and I broke up with her. And now I finally got with Beverly and we were taking it slowly after a lifetime of waiting. And she told me she never loved a man the way she loved me.
By Matthew Primous5 days ago in Confessions