Captain Tells a Story

It feels so good to be back home, aha, home what a nice ring that word has on my lips. I have been in my office all morning working on some new ideas for my book and I was so completely engrossed in my work that I never noticed the Captain come in and sit down on the plush chair in front of my desk. I was turned to the side of the desk where my computer is and I was typing and not really paying attention to anything but my work.  I don't know how long he was there , but when I finished typing, I turned and jumped with a start. He just laughed and straigthened up in the chair more. Whoosh!!! I let out a very large breath. This only seemed to amuse him all the more as he started to laugh in that deep voice of his and he was smiling from ear to ear. I just sat at my desk looking at this magnificent speciman of man. His hair was slightly wet and a small piece of it hung over on his forehead that he quickly pushed away with his hand. He had on a pair of jeans and blue shirt that was open all the way and he had a gold chain hanging from his neck and it had a beautifully engraved cross attached to it. The chain itself was thick and looked like twisted rings joined together. How beautiful it was. I stared at it for a long time. He unwrapped himself from the chair and came toward me and wanted to know if I would like to hear one of his stories. It took me a minute to understand what he was sayings as I was still entralled in his appearance. He noticed that I was staring at him and his smile widened and he came closer to me and bent down and snapped his fingers in front of my face. I jumped and he reared his head back and laughed. I was blushing because of the things that had been running through my mind.

"Well, Lass, today I am going to tell you about my uncles Castle on the top of the hill in a town called Ballymena. It was many centuries ago and he was a great man." "He was the Laird of that land and he had many of his clan living all around him . " "They had times when the crops would be dying because of a lack of water." "one day as he was walking throughout his land looking at the crops turning brown from a lack of water, he came across a stone that was sitting all by itself in the middle of the grassy knoll behind the castle and close to the fields. There was water in that stone and it seemed to be a very deep hole. " "He sumoned his men to call the farmers and told them to take what ever water they could get out of this stone and pour it on the crops." "He felt that even if they could save a little is better than none at all." "Well , the farmers were leery of what their Laird wanted them to do, but they followed his orders, and formed a long line and passed buckets of water down to the crops." "They were still doing this when the sun started to go down in the west and it seemed that the stone would never be emptied." "So each day they went back to the fields and each day they would form a long line and hand buckets of water down and water all the plants." " They began to call that stone the  "Witches'Stone". No matter how much water was taken out, it always filled back up by the morning and it never ran out of water." " "Here are two pictures of that stone and to this very day it still fills with water no matter how much you take out of it."

I took the pictures from him. They were a bit tattered and worn, but with my scanner I knew I could fix them up and they were going to be in my book . I was thrilled to have this new addition to add to my book. We talked there for a few more hours about the farmers and the witches stone.

All of sudden, he grabbed my chair and spun it around and put his hands under my arms and lifted me up and spun me around and around and as he did this he started to laugh and laugh, I couldn't help myself, I started to laugh too, after the inital surprise of being lifted up and spun around. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed being in his arms and smelling his wonderful scent as he whirled me around and around.

All to soon, he put me down and just held me there with his hands on my waist as I was a bit woozy from all that spinning. He smiled and laughed at me as I tried to get my balance back.  His eyes twinkled like a million stars in the skies. Brilliantly glistening and smiling at me.

"Now Lass," He said, "Enough work, time to get something into that stomach of yours so that you don't waste away to nothing, and I will be here all alone again ."  "Come, I will sit and watch as you make yourself something to eat and we will then take a nice walk and smell the heather growing in the fields."

So we went into the kitchen and I started to fix myself some soup and as it was warming we talked and I asked a million questions about the castle and the stone.  I turned to see him smiling at me and and he just laughed and said,"Ah Lass, It is good to have you home."