Radical Attraction is the story of Steve's adventures which involve in the visitation of difficulty and disaster. Through these disasters, Steve meets the mysterious Gus. A gentelman of suspect fashion sense he takes Steve under his wing and introduces him to the Law of Attraction.
It seems Gus has a "secret" system which utilises the Law of Attraction and he begins to teach Steve how to create the things he desires in his life.
In this chapter, Steve goes back to basics and makes new intentions for his life. Then he makes a disturbing discovery
Chapter 10
On the way home to make breakfast for the kids, Steve thought about how uptight he had been the previous week and realised that because of his anxiety he had completely forgotten about "thinking what he wanted", intending, and his checking his expectations. He thought about how things seemed to flow and how good things came to him when used these tools. This was in complete contrast to the week he had just endured.
"Right!" He thought. "Back to basics! What do I intend?"
"I intend to.... I intend to be calm and positive." A good start.
"I intend to....I intend to create a great life." Not bad.
"I intend to be a great person!" Yeah!
"I intend to give my kids the best life I can!" Excellent.
Steve recognised and enjoyed the boost in how he felt created by these feelings. Before he knew it he was pulling into the driveway at Joy's house. Stephanie, Joel and Joy were just getting up as he walked in the door. Steve rustled up some of his "famous" scrambled eggs on toast which they all ate hungrily. The kids asked where he had been and Steve responded with a half-truth. That, he had been to the park. The four of them talked about how it might be time for them to return home, as things had seemed to have calmed down. Although Joy had enjoyed having them it was agreed that it was time to return some normality to their lives and so it was decided that on Sunday they would go back to living at home with Steve.
The rest of the day was spent ferrying the kids to their sporting fixtures and catching up on a spot of shopping in preparedness for their return. Saturday night was a farewell dinner of charcoal chicken and chips from one of the local shops followed by some DVDs.
Morning came and the kids and Steve packed up all their belongings and headed home. Joy seemed a bit teary about their departure, but she put on a brave face as she kissed them all goodbye.
As they were about to turn onto the main road that took them the two suburbs to their house, a little red car zoomed past. The hairs stood up on the back of Steve's neck as once again recognised the silhouette of the driver. It was Jenny!
He took a risk and accelerated into a small space in the traffic, which was barley big enough for them to fit.
"No!!!" Screamed Stephanie as cars swerved to miss them, as they made their radical entrance into the traffic.
Blaring of horns followed. But Steve didn't care. He was just focussed on that little red car!
"What are you doing Dad?" Yelled Joel.
"Just be quiet." Ordered Steve.
It was now about six cars in front. Steve could see nothing but the red car. Soon its left hand indicator began to flash.
"What are you doing Dad?" Called Stephanie.
"Just sit there and be quiet!" Retorted Steve in an aggressive tone, which silenced the kids very quickly.
The red car made the left turn, which took it into the estate where Mike lived.
"I've got you this time." Muttered Steve.
He accelerated hard to the corner and flung it sideways, throwing the kids hard against their seatbelts.
"Stop!" They screamed.
This made no impression on Steve. He was a man on a mission!
"Wait till I get my hands on you." Thought Steve. Anger and resentment welling up inside him as images of all the damage Jenny had done filled his mind.
Once again he found himself chasing the little red car in the maze of streets that made up the "new" estate. The tires squealed as he pushed the car round the sweeping bends. The aggressive cornering was paying dividends as he was closing the distance on the red car. The silhouette of Jenny was now quite defined and she seemed oblivious of her husband's pursuit.
They were now coming up to the street where Mike lived. Jenny was now only 50 meters ahead. Steve was surprised to see the car turn into Mike's street. Steve pushed the accelerator as hard as he dared. He was determined he was not going to lose her this time.
He was rapidly approaching the corner.Grimaces of fear were stuck to Joel and Stephanie's faces. He jammed his foot on the brake, forcing the tires to skid. He was just about to flick the car sideways to enter the street when he saw Mike's house, the second house in the street. In the driveway going into the garage was the red car driven by Jenny!
Steve's head exploded with shock. He let the car drift straight on past the corner, straightened the wheels to point down the road and punched the accelerator and sped away from what seemed a terrible discovery.
How could it be? It couldn't be? Could it? Could Jenny really be living with Mike!
Emotions swept over him. It felt live a sledgehammer smashing at his very being. Had both his wife and best friend betrayed him?
"Dad! What are you doing?" Asked Stephanie.
"Dad! Where are we going?" Joined in Joel.
"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't know what is I doing." Steve mumbled. "Sorry I thought it was somebody I used to know."
He was amazed that they hadn't picked that it was Jenny in the car and he was even more surprised that they hadn't seen her drive into Mike's house, but at this stage he counted this a blessing. Maybe it was because they were being thrown all over the back seat as the car moved around wildly.
Thanking his good fortune, he continued down the road until it crossed the main road. Here he turned left and headed home, his head spinning at a million miles an hour.
What should he do now? Should he hire a hit man or should he ring the police?
Whilst wild thoughts spun through his head, he slowly made his way home. The kids were quiet in the back. Maybe they were thankful that Steve was back to his normal sedate driving style.
Arriving home, they carried all their belongings back into the house. Then Steve suggested the kids flop in front of the TV for while he made a stiff cup of coffee over which to contemplate his next move. Still overwhelmed by the thought that his wife and his best friend were shacked up together and seemingly had made a number of attempts on his life.
As he sat at the kitchen table, he played with the detective's business card, which he had retrieved from his wallet. Should he ring? What else could he do? What if he went over and knocked on the door? He quickly discounted this, as they had been prepared to kill him, so there was no telling what they might do.
So he rang Detective Jones and was soon detailing what had happened and what he had discovered. Detective Jones listened intently and took Mike's address from Steve and told him to stay at home. He would be in touch.
It seems that Steve had now put some very big wheels in motion.
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