Words Of Lee

The small but beautiful island separated Joe’s house from the capital city, Honiara. Joe had spent his fortune on it just so he can raise Leonel ,  his son, in a peaceful climate that feels not the evil in the big city. Honiara had become a land of sweetness, yes,  but  sweetness that pleases the evil nature of the flesh. Joe couldn’t bring himself to merge with the sombrity of raising his son in evil and end up in coffin like his wife and daughter. The two succumbed to deadly drug effect after they took drugged water at a party. What a pity! Sweet souls swallowed by Honiara beast at Orgy! Responsively,  when the real estate business bloomed,  Joe purchased a small island he called the ” Land of Peace and Love ” for his son.Joe and Leonel lived in the lap of luxury on the island, “Land of Peace and Love. ” The  father-son relationship meant looking askance at evil and embracing the full figure of love. At a tender age of five ,  Leonel’s definition of love was father Joe.
“He is your master and his happiness should be your breath, ” one instruction which was screamed blue murder to the  servants by Joe. The docile servants would thrive at each move to make sure that the little master had it all in warmth,  love and happiness. However ,  to the big city dwellers that small island was a devoid of pleasure that could only habitat ghost figures. “Who cares about that desolate place,  Honiara is where we kiss splendor! ” was the song of big city dwellers.One Friday changed the fate of Joe and Leonel,  loving father and son were  caught up at a pugnacious act! The morning sun rays lit the safe haven, small island and it raised up Joe to the occasion of playing hide and seek with his son.
“Three,  two, one, little Spiderman is coming Dad” Leonel has a childish call to his father.
The play seemed so hideous,  Joe had hid completely from Leonel. The little eyes couldn’t vision him.
“Dad,  Dad,  you can come out. “
“Dad where are you? “
Joe had always let his son win when they played games but this was so unlike of the usual.Leonel desperately searches for his father. Momentarily, the little boy sees a trail of blood,   follows it and it leads him to a place of rue. Joe was lying dead on the floor with blood flowing from his throat. Besides him a sharp pin that had been used to lunge him.
“Daaaad,  wake up! ” This was a sorrowful moment.
The father figure lies powerless before his little son. What a pity! Safe haven turned into a human Butchery!Finally,  the small island is visited by outsiders,  the police and medical personnel carry out the duties. The murderer is nabbed,  shockingly,  it was one of the servants. The atmosphere surrounding the funeral and burial of Joe was unbearable to Leonel. His father had been placed in an ugly box and hid underground. “Is this still our hide and seek? ” Leonel asked,  no one could answer. The innocence of childhood is flushed by evil. An evil which is solved by criminal court judge who sentences the murderer to life in prison. A life sent to jail for a life sent to the grave. 365/6 days are multiplied twenty times. Father-son moments turn into memories. The little boy,  Leonel is now grown and a brilliant attorney. His legal expertise is shot to the full Monty in Criminal Law. He dominates Honiara but still has home on the small island. Leonel’s hand is working justice but there is one case remaining unsettled. If he ignores it,  his legal career would be script in a poison- pen letter. Leonel visits his late father’s murder case. The  legal filling documenting his father’s case was indeed Alladin’s cave, so valuable were the facts and evidence for his plan! Well-versed in legal matters,  Advocate Leonel splendidly launched an appeal against life sentence given to his father’s murderer, Allan.
Judge, ” why would you seek to free your father’s murderer? “
Advocate Leonel,  ” My action is accentuated upon  a basis of Correctional Services conduct, yes he committed murder but Justice mustn’t assoil freedom of a repented convict. Allan is corrected. Therefore I pursue release of my plaintiff. ” A rather rare defense impresses the jury whose decision triggers loosening thongs of justice. The murderer is freed. Leonel and Allan go to small island to bring solace to the memory of late Joe… On a Friday morning ,  doves scuttle unsettled into the air from roof top of manor on the small island. Hours later,  the  small island is populated by police and medical personnel. Allan lies lifeless on the floor. The  murderer has been murdered in cold blood by Advocate Leonel…
Legal Vengeance,  it was! ……… (to be continued) Enjoy reading