I began the day, as usual, I woke up, had a few cups of coffee, and sat down to do some work. The kids were out at this time and I thought I could get through a lot of work, how wrong I was. It was sometime in the mid-afternoon when my ex-girlfriend’s current husband turned up. I went upstairs to have a wash and get on with my work. She sat with him for a little over half an hour, at which time she told him that she and I had gotten back together. As I walked down the stairs to get a drink I heard the door slam and I saw her husband walking off towards the local public house.


I got myself a drink and rushed back upstairs to finish a piece of music I had been working on. A couple of hours later, my girlfriend gets a phone call from her husband. He invited us to have a drink with him. “It’s just to show you that there are no hard feelings,” he said.


We accepted the invite, but in me, I could sense there was something wrong. Whether it was the tone of his voice or the attitude in which he said it, I do not know. Something made me feel uneasy about the situation.


I felt that I had done nothing wrong in the circumstances, they had, after all, been separated for a few months and she had assured me that it was over between the two of them.


As the day turned to night, I got ready to go out. It was in the shower where I began a protection chant. I stayed in the shower for a while chanting. I knew something was going to happen and I knew Solara’s power would protect me.


As I got out of the shower and dressed I had a flicker in a vision of what was going to happen. I could have avoided the situation, but that is not very Solaran. I had run from my visions for too long, at that point in time, I would run from destiny no longer.


We arrived at the local public house, her husband was nowhere in sight. I noticed someone I didn’t like, he left the pub and I went after him. The adrenaline was already flowing through my system, I gave chase as he jumped into a car and fled.


As I walked back into the pub I grabbed my drink and went outside. The woman who had driven away with my enemy had returned and an argument ensued. This turned into nothing more than a battle of words.


Half an hour later, my girlfriends’ husband walked in, visibly drunk, he offered his hand. I did the same.

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