Chapter 2 The name on his chest

The tale of Josh

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"Please this child means no harm to you nor your family and clan. You must protect him and fend for him as your son, even if you have possessed much, accompanied with burden, but this child is of prophecy. His name is written on his chest. Fear not, but you must change that for certain reasons, then call him by the first four last name. Do not trust anyone till such interprets the name on his chest."

"The name on the chest. What name?" A poor farmer holds tight the baby in his arms, with the pieces of paper he had just read and was contemplating whether or not to drop the child.

He looked at the child he had just seen at the bank of the river in a slat crying. "I cannot fend for myself and my wife, neither of my son." He Soliloquize.

"I truly feel sorry for myself and the poor state I am into, also for this little." He looked down at the child again. "I just truly cannot do it." Scared, he put the child back on the slat.

A voice from behind speaks, unlike a majestic wolf. "I am quite quixotic that you aren't going to do that which I thought."

Startled, Williams the poor farmer put the child back to his arm and hold him firm to his chest. He turned around and replied to his wife. "Please I beg of you Sussy! Don't persuade me to keep this child, when we can't make provisions for ours."

Sussy wasn't a lady to let go of things when she set her mind to them. She was stubborn and would always appreciate every damn thing to go the same way she, please.

"I am a f**king damn Sussy Okaplana, and I dare you to give me that cutie now and go fend for your son, and leave this on my care," Sussy spoke furiously that he handed her the baby.

She looked down at the baby who has suddenly stopped crying as she held him. She looked up at her husband and continued. "Do you know how painful it is to give birth?" She asked him with a frown.

"No." He shook his head.

"And what do you know men do?" She asked furiously. "Throw them away?" She asked in anger as she remembers how he wanted to put the child back in the slat.

Instantly, Williams ignored her abusive words and faced his job, but never the less, he ought not to have forgotten how they both lived since they got married.

Maybe her rude characters and abnormalities all defined Williams poverty or something, but they love themselves again after a little brief conflict.

"Oh!" Sussy looked at the baby with admiration. "What a handsome cute boy, he is with such a pukka dainty skin."

"Now I have a handsome son, more cut looking than the other one my husband gave, although he would have been handsome, but, his father made him suffer to a point of bearing a big head as well as stomach."

Sussy reads her words as a poem as she walked with her troublesome feet squashing upon each leaf and grippers that twisted her path.

She smiled at the baby who was now silent in her arms and then. turned to her son that was walking alongside her. "Hey, son! Move your feet, let's go home.

"Maybe sometime later your less clever purblind puppy dad would catch up," Sussy shouted while facing her son who was carrying three logs of wood on his hands as his age could measure.

Felix her son is quarrelling with his tools a mile away to catch up. He must leap to his feet and drop back into the woods.

As Sussy walked, she soliloquizes, never having any sense of regard to what any bussy opponent would reckon. "They never know that it is Cleveland, anything can happen, as long as I am in charge." She walked home, only the rising and falling of the tides within the lake Erie was heard.

Cleveland was a peacemaking environment and every human that dwelt within range tends to possess a simple lifestyle except an honourable thief, known for his smartness and nifty actions towards crime.

And ensuring that Cleveland knows no peace, forthwith the tremendous act of giving forth Lewd behaviour.

Sussy sat in her room bathing and singing all manner to the hungry baby. "Don't cry little." She told the child. "I must bath this dirt off your dainty skin okay!" She looked at the baby. "The poem of time, I will rhyme it continuously."

"Hello, Felix," Sussy called out to her son. "Give me that risotto I made and get some for yourself." She told him.

Although Sussy pet Julijosh to the point of singing the poem of time, he kept kicking the garment used to cover him.

At times Sussy takes a gander over and over the child's appearance, seemingly to assume seeing him for the first time.

She looked closer and saw a writing on the little boy's chest. "Julijosh." She said silently to herself.

Then she turned to notice that she had a son for once in the minute of a noble life of hers, and she spoke provocatively. "Felix, stop the ramp and go call me your father!"

"Okay. Gargoyle mistress, count on my speed. " The obedient Felix went to do as he was told.

He gasps off glossy as he flees to call his dearest papa, but as Felix approaches his father, he was busy working on one of the things his wife assumed to be a nasty job of making a garland.

Instead of approaching kindly to the awesome decoration, Felix abused the job to be garish with his father's appearance altogether.

"Pss!" Felix produced a sound as his father was about to turn back at his work. Felix squawk. "Mommy needs you back home, old speculator!" Then he ran off.

The gentle Williams needs not to be told that there would be lots of squeamish angry bargy on reaching his doorpost. He leaps to his feet and walked home.

It's late afternoon and Sussy waited patiently behind the door and saw the whinny on her husband's face and said immediately. "Why do you keep such a face as if you are involved in whoring?" She asked him.

Sussy was moved by emotions and she hugged him. "Williams, you work too much, come, have your bath and take something to fill this tummy of yours."

Surprising to Williams imaginations, she wasn't harsh on him any longer and he thought to himself that what was wrong in the face he saw in Sussy because often when ladies needs something from a man they become humble and put on a gentle face.

After all said and done. Williams thought the day was going to be easy, as he assumed. Immediately he leans back on his chair in an attempt to relax, Sussy speaks rudely and very unfavourable.

"If you must relax your body this minute, then tell me all you know about this child." She pointed at the baby now asleep on the bed. "And the writing on his chest!" She demanded an answer to her curiosity.

"How many questions in just three seconds?" Williams asked her not knowing which of her questions to answer first.

"I demand to make quite some deductive experiment." Sussy who do not like to exercise patience exclaimed in a moderate voice.

Suddenly Williams got up and plead hands and foot to have an orderly and quiet night. He walked to his tool shop and brought out the piece of paper he had discovered with the child and handed it over to her.

"Read it yourself and read aloud." He told Sussy.

Sussy began to read through the content and at the interval, a bright crystalline light splash up from the letter on the baby's chest at each pronouncement of his name.

At a glance Sussy got frightened for the first time in her life, her husband could tell from the look on her face. "Don't be so scared," Williams said to her softly.

"I have thought it over, all that needs to be done is to reserve the statement to that point of first four and he should be called Josh."

Sussy sat on the chair at the shocking discovery from this small sheet of paper, she looked at the little child.

Williams walked to his seat and relaxed, at long last, the room was in absolute tranquillity.

Two years later.

Dawn breaks in the North American plain, and the sound of the cocks crowing alert even the laziest creature to at least wink to see the morning breakout with frost and dew.

Williams despite too much talk and argy-bargy, normally rule his day with principles governing his affairs and of his families.

They count to be the last in the community to obey leadership rules, they rise very early and tidy up the environment before setting off for any other activity.

Williams family, Williams the speculator, move to get the business of the day done while Sussy prepares food for the family.

In few months Sussy will be having a second child of her blood, as her pregnancy exceeds doubting vision.

Felix is smart and gentle, but Josh is far from over. Josh is presumed speedy and demands his wish to be done first, but Josh is stampidely nifty and strong during challenges.

The day made Josh and Felix look ugly at far sight as they spend much of their time playing with ice and engaging in rough blows.

Although they are still kids, they assume to understand each step they take as directed by elders. Felix who was five years now as Josh seems to be growing taller than Felix, as Felix normally grow at pulse.

Their playmates, Daniel, Rio and Clinton, favour them each time they take action on embarking on difficult troubles with other kids, which at times they return home with bulges from series of bumps.