Ichabod - Episode 7

“You can’t be serious.” Vivian blurted out.

“ I am serious Vivi,”

“No you can’t be, it’s either you are crazy or something is wrong with you. You just moved into that house weeks ago and now you are thinking of selling it and getting another one?”

Harmony sighed, she knew she sounded crazy but how else would she explain to her friend that she was scared as ever. That she had been having these dreams that were really scarring the life out of her. That she was scared for her daughter’s life and hers. That she had this feeling that something terrible was going to happen and she could feel it was coming very fast.

“Is there something that you are not telling me?” Vivi asked in her gentle voice, she came over to sit beside her, brushing her hair back with the back of her hand.

Harmony sighed. “Babe, I am so scared of staying alone in that house.” She confessed. She had left the salon to come over to her friend’s place.

“You are scared? Again? But you were scared was why you moved out from your other house and you got this one. Is there something else? What are you afraid of? You have a maid with you.”

“Yea, but who only comes during the day. Look, I am a mother, I am allowed to be scared

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. Especially with the whole thing that happened the other night.”

“You mean the accident?”

Harmony nodded.

Vivia inhaled a deep breath. “I think the problem is that you need a man in your life.”

Harmony looked at her and shook her head. “No, I don’t.”

“Yes, you do. I don’t understand the whole thing with you and Michael but if you guys will keep going on and off then you need stability. You need a man that will be with you every night.”

“I don’t need a man Harmony, I need a bodyguard.” Harmony replied and vivi burst into laughter.

“Well, maybe a cute, sexy bodyguard will put you on the right edge.” Her friend replied and she threw her a dangerous look.

“I don’t care, I just need a body guard that will drive me around as well.”

“That’s not a problem, I will find one for you.” Vivi said with a wink but her friend groaned. “Excuse me, will be right back.” She said before leaving.

Harmony sighed and brought out her phone. She checked the time, it was just minutes after two in the afternoon, she would need to go pick Tracy up from school and from there, she would go for the premier of her latest movie ‘ENTANGLED.’

Her phone beeped and she realized she got a message, she opened it and frowned, it was Michael.

“Hey, babe. I’m coming into town tomorrow from Manchester. Care to get a drink, you can bring Tracy along.”

She scoffed as her friend entered, in her hand was her tab, she seemed pretty excited but frowned as she saw the look on her face.

“What’s the matter?” Vivi asked.

“It’s Michael, he wants to have a drink tomorrow with Tracy and I.” She said, throwing the phone on the couch.

“Wow! The almighty coach is coming into town. Are you down for it?”

“I dunno yet. What’s up, what are you doing?”

Vivi smiled. “Being your best friend and your social media handler, I just announced that we are in need of a body guard with these qualifications...” She said, laughing and showing Harmony the info on her tab.

Harmony took the tab and read.

“He must be well built and must have a good background. No criminal record except for a good course. Six abs and cuteness is a bonus.

Oh my God! Vivi! This is like saying I am horny and I needed a man to take the stress off.  What were you thinking?”

Vivi laughed, “but I didn’t say that. I only said he must be a perfect gentleman who knows how to treat a lady right. Look at those cute men that are responding though, I mean check out those abs!”

Harmony clicked on the pictures coming in and she shook her head but still, she couldn’t but drool at the pictures. There were about 5 messages showing interest already and all of them were shirtless. They were all as sexy as hell.

“Oh, God!” She shut her eyes and handed Vivi who couldn’t stop laughing her tab.

“You are a bad influence.

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. These are gigolos Vivi. Thanks for your help. I will handle things my way...I need to go pick my girl from school.”

“But what about the bodyguard?”

“I will find one for myself. Will check online, will like to go quietly. Don’t want to reveal who I am so as not to attract the wrong men.” She replied, standing up and was about to go, then stopped, “send those pictures to my phone will you?”

Vivi laughed, “so you like what you saw?”

“Yes but they are not going to be my bodyguard, there’s no harm, looking at pictures is it?”

“Bad girl!” Her friend shouted after her before she closed the door.

**

“Do you mind smiling a little bit?” Adams said, holding his phone in his hand to take Ichabod’s picture.

“I do not understand what you are asking of me dear old Adams,” Ichabod replied, trying to stand still while Adams took his picture.

“I just need to take this picture and submit to the bodyguard site.”

“Wait, you want me to be a bodyguard?”

“Sure, why not? You can start from there, once we sell the gold, we will be left with nothing once we run out of them.”

Ichabod shook his head. “What does the job entail anyway?”

“Driving and guarding.”

“Driving? For God’s sake, I don’t know how to drive.”

“Don’t worry, you will learn it, I told a friend of mine to give us his truck so you can learn with that.”

“Oh, Lord! I hope you are not trying to get me killed.”

“Just stand still...wait. If you can’t drive a truck, how did you stop the truck the other night?”

“It wasn’t me. That was Odin.”  Ichabod replied, “That idiot can do anything.”

“Oh, I see. Now hold still while I take your picture.”

Ichabod stood still and blinked as the light flashed.

“Well, this is better,” Adams said before moving to the computer on the table.

Ichabod watched as Adams operated on what he called, ‘the box of witchcraft.’ He had been locked in the coffin for so long and so many things have changed. He couldn’t understand how such a box could hold so much information.

While he walked from where he stood and down to the bar, he heard Adams shout.

“Oh! That was fast, someone just sent a message, you are going for an interview tomorrow.”

Ichabod frowned. “An interview? But I haven’t even learned how to drive.”

“Well, then I better call Simon to bring the car quickly.”