The Beginning

<p>What do you call a beautiful Morning? That was what he asked himself. was it a perfect sunshine or the thick aroma of sun fried eggs, well savoured tea and buttered bread or the voice of a beautiful lady humming a beautiful song! <br/>He guessed all this combined will make a perfect morning for a man, but not him! His mind was like a train station on a Monday morning ! He kept screaming bloody hell!<br/>Of all people why did it have to be him, he always thought he had good karma for been a good police officer, but no. Karma shot him in the foot for been good twice. First getting killed by his fellow officers who were corrupt and second getting reincarnated into the body of his worst nightmare 'Drug Dealers'.<br/>He felt like dieing again maybe he'll have some baby luck, but deep down he knew his chances were bad. <br/>He was brought out of his thoughts when a beautiful red hair lady entered his vision. She was like a rose glowing bringhtly on a beautiful morning with sharp thorns that could kill in an instant. Her smile was so sweet that you could stare at it all day. And her voice was melodious like slow harpings playing on a cool evening. <br/>He would have continued to stare but her voice stooped him. she asked him to eat, although not having an apitite, he still decided to eat. Not wanting to look weird he gave her a small smile and a thank you. She left him soon after continuing with her morning duties. <br/>Apparently her name was Mabel Sanders wife of him John Snaders. They got married 5 years ago but never really had kids, which was his fault actually. he was afraid to because of his business, well that is his official excuse, but really deep down he is scared too! <br/>Although her parents never blessed the marriage Mabel is a strong willed lady, timid at times but fierce when she needs to be. she is all a man needs, more specifically him.<br/>After taking a few bites of the food he stood up to go bath. Getting to the bathroom, although he knew how it looked like, Thomas (John) was still surprised, for a middle class drug dealer the former owner was a lavish spender. The bathroom was something out of a TV commercial. White and Blue tiles coloring the large bathroom with almost everything a standard bathroom could have.<br/>Looking through the bathroom he guessed it could be as big as his former apartment living room maybe slightly bigger. He was almost convinced that this line of business was good. He took his time admiring the bathroom until he stumbled into something that could make FBI agents and other drug dealers green with hate and envy!<br/>Tons of drugs, cash and guns. Military grade guns! The room was stacked full of it. An 8 by 8 feet room full of cash,drugs and guns. Any normal man will be enthralled, some may even faint from the excitement but he was no normal man, maybe a day ago he was but now, a lot of things had changed!</p>