Fiction: Thomas James 9

Talking Over Coffee

By Kiki Stamatiou 
QuailBellMagazine.com

The night carried with it all the mysteries that are found within the heart and in the deepest realms of the mind.  Tonight’s visionaries talked about the soul and how its torn bits can be mended piece by piece.  Washing over the playing fields of life, the strewn make their mark in a world that was at one time cold and cruel, filled with visions of isolation, but tonight spoke to the heart that mended broken wounds, and healed up the wretchedness burning inside Thomas James and his dearest friend Milton Kinkaid, as the two of them walked side by side down to The Southfield Kitchen for a cup of coffee.  

Upon entering, they chose a booth next to a window where they placed their order for coffee and tomato soup.  They gathered their words from the heart that poured out like water cleansing the soul from the soot ravages of time brought upon them. 

“So how has life been treating you, Milton?” Thomas James asked as he poured cream into his coffee. 

“I’m working as a financial consultant for Provincial Bank and Trust.  I’ve been working there for the past seven years.  Prior to that, I was a car salesmen for Derby’s Auto Sales.  I worked there following graduation from college.  I got my degree and license in finance prior to working there.  However, I started from the bottom and worked my way up to doing financial consulting work there.  After that, I pursued my interest in finance further by working at Provincial Bank and Trust, where I am right now,” Milton Kinkaid said while looking at Thomas James, and then looked into his tomato soup, while scooping some up on his spoon.  “This is good soup.”

“I make it from scratch at home, with my own special recipe.  I’ve incorporated my ideas here at work, but not before consulting with my boss.  She’s a nice lady who owns this establishment,” he said in a somber tone.

“You have a job here?  That’s great, Thomas.  I’m glad for you to have found employment doing something you love,” Martin Kinkaid said cheerfully while sprinkling some sugar into his coffee.

“Yeah.  I’ve been working here for two weeks now.  I love the work.  I also love working here.  The people are great.  I’m very happy here.  While doing time, I worked as a short order cook in there, where I’ve developed the passion for cooking throughout the years,” Thomas James said while slurping some soup from his spoon.

“Good for you.  Glad to see how you’ve turned your life around.  Have you thought about getting your work published?”

“Oh that.  It’s just a diary I’ve kept throughout the years.  I’ve got several of them, I’ve kept while doing time.  It’s just some tablets I was given by this nice priest who worked at the prison.  His words of wisdom inspired me.  They gave me hope during the times in my life when I needed it the most.  This is especially true with reading the word of the Lord.  Over the years, I’ve come to know and love the Lord.  It’s just a comfort knowing that he watches over all of his children, especially during the times in their lives that they need him the most.  I’ve found strength in him.  Most importantly, I’ve regained myself,” Thomas James informed Milton Kinkaid while sipping on some more of his coffee.

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