“Come on,” William thought “sign in already. Three and a half weeks. Its got to come in today!”
“…and in this economic downturn…” Mr. Hyde went on, “…I cannot stress the importance of Hermes Motor Corporation to this agency. Frankly, if we lose this account, we could all be out of a job tomorrow….”
William’s cell finally connected to the internet, he quickly scrolled through his email searching for a confirmation that an order he placed weeks ago with the Bonne Chance Curiosity Shoppe had been delivered.
“So in the interest of staying in business, the Senior Partners have decided to bring in a new up and comer from our West Coast office. He’ll be the project manager on the HMC account,” Mr. Hyde continued “…so without any further adieu I’d like to introduce to you Mr. Beau Adams.”
Beau stood up to a light applause. William quickly glanced at the tall, athletic man in the cliche power-suit before returning his attention to his cell phone under the table. Beau began to address the room.
“Thank you, Mr. Hyde,” Beau said “..and thank you all for such a warm welcome. I’ve heard a lot of good things about each of you and I look forward to getting to know you all as we work together…..”
As he scrolled through his emails, William was relieved to find that his package had indeed been delivered that day.
“I wouldn’t mind getting to know that fine man, if you catch my drift,” Selene leaned into William’s ear, “What are you doing under there?” she asked.
“He’s cute” William sighed as he put away his cell phone.
“That’s it, just cute?” Selene asked “Look at him, he’s got it all…tall, dark, and handsome. Are you sure you’re gay?”
“Whatever” William replied deflecting Selene’s comment.
“I know its my first day as your boss...” Beau continued “but my sources say that HMC is also considering giving its account to our biggest competitor so we’re going to have to put in some long, hard hours. That means that everyone is going to have to stay late tonight.”
“Shit” William thought to himself “Not tonight.”
“Long and hard” Selene whispered to William stretching out the words slowly.
“Now I know you’ve all already had lunch so… dinner’s on me” Beau said with a smile. “My assistant, Daniels, is passing out some background information on Hermes Motors that our research department compiled. I’d like you to study this information, let it sink in; brainstorm and we’ll all meet back here at 5 o’clock.”
As everyone filed out of the room to their respective offices, Selene and William walked side by side stealing side glances at Beau.
“I don’t see a wedding ring.” whispered Selene giddily
“Girl, you really need to get a new hobby” joked William.
Selene stopped in the hallway and put her hand on Williams arm “What’s wrong with you today, you always like sizing up the new guys?”
“Well,” William said “He’s got a nice ass, I’ll give him that….”
“Thanks,” the voice came from behind William “I try to work out every day.”
William and Selene turned around to Beau Adams standing right behind them. William’s face turned beet red.
“Hi, Selene Gomez” she says introducing herself “I’m in research.”
Beau and Selene shook hands. Selene looked Beau directly in the eyes and kept shaking Beau’s hands longer than was polite.
“You must be Sweet?” Beau asked breaking away from Selene.
“Excuse me,” William asks thinking he’s just been insulted.
“William Sweet,” Beau replies “our talented graphic artist.”
“Uh yes Mr. Adams,” William replied not making eye contact “I’m always easy to recognize. It’s the foot in my mouth that gives me away.”
“Please, call me Beau,” he interjected “The company’s had me staying at the Regency Suites since I’ve been here a few days ago.” Beau added “I haven’t had time to exercise yet. You look like you work out, know any good gyms?”
“Oh I don’t really work out. I do jog in the park a few times a week though…”
“Well, it certainly shows.” Beau replied “Maybe I’ll see you around the park.”
After ten hours, two bus transfers seven blocks, eight flights of stairs and a brief struggle with his mail box William finally made it home to his apartment. As soon as he got inside the door, he took his package over to his dining table. William took a moment to read the hand-written mailing address.
William carefully opened the package and removed the contents of the Purple Power Spell Kit one by one spreading them out on the table before him. Finally, he took out the instruction sheet and invoice. Tossing the invoice aside, he began skimming the instruction sheet.
“Purple Power Spell Kit” William read aloud “designed to attract a lover of the same sex.”
He compared the items on the table before him against the instruction sheet.
“Let’s see here” William mumbled to himself “we got a candle, some bath crystals, Purple Power Potion, some powders, dried herbs, lodestones…..everything seems to be here.”
“It says here” he read silently “that the spell should be performed on a Friday closest to the new moon.” William walked to his small kitchen where a calendar hung on his wall. He noted that today was Wednesday and the new moon had occurred only two days prior.
“Great” William exclaimed “Just a few more days!”
William left the spell kit on his dining room table and went to his bathroom where he undressed and enjoyed a long hot bath. Relaxing in the bath, William began to think about his last serious relationship. He’d met Tom at an art show three years ago. They found they had a great deal in common and had actually planned on moving in together. Then everything changed.
Tom became increasingly distant and avoided all contact with William. At first William thought Tom was stressed out about his job. Then he thought that he was being too clingy and that he should give Tom some space. Later, he began to think that Tom had met another man. It never occurred to William that his rival for Tom’s affections could be a woman. However, when push came to shove Tom finally told William that he’d been seeing a woman, who was now pregnant with his child and that they were to be married.
William had been devastated. He swore off men and completely threw himself into his work. With the exception of a handful of anonymous sexual encounters he’d stayed away from men, but only recently his loneliness had begun to weigh upon him. At 28 years old William figured he still had more tomorrows than yesterdays and slowly he’d come to realize that he couldn’t hide from the world forever. He couldn’t be alone forever.
William had always had a passing interest in magic and the supernatural. In college he’d experimented with Ouija boards and tarot cards. He’d even had a voodoo doll of his most hated teacher, Ms. Ceynar, which he’d often stuck with pins while cursing her name.
His interest in both men and magic renewed, William did some research online and found the Bonne Chance Curiosity Shoppe. Reading the Shoppe’s website of hundreds of pages of information on the Hoodoo Tradition, William found that these practices really resonated with him. He discovered that the owner of the Shoppe, Gato Blackthorne known as the wife of good luck, often personally answered phone calls, listened to customers needs and recommended products. So William had called the Shoppe a few weeks ago, and spoken with Miss Gato herself, who recommended the Purple Power Spell Kit.
After his bath, William had a quick bite to eat then brushed his teeth. He then laid out his clothes for the following day and set his alarm clock for 7 am. Lying in bed, William did his best to read the background information on Hermes Motors, however he found himself thinking about Beau instead. He imagined himself in a gym alone with Beau working out; then he thought about being alone in the sauna with a naked Beau. William found himself wondering just what kind of body was under Beau’s power-suit. Did he have a hairy chest or was he smooth as a baby’s bottom? Was he a bottom? Is he cut or uncut……..
William arose early the following morning prepared to take on his day. Arriving at his office, he poured himself a cup of coffee and began checking his email.
“Sweet,” Beau called out “I’ve been thinking about the idea you presented in our brainstorming session yesterday and I really like the direction you’re going on this….”
“We’re meeting the President of HMC next week, so I’d like you to work with the rest of the team to put together a presentation based on your idea.”
“Yeah, buddy,” Beau says as he walks away “It was your idea you deserve to take the lead on this one. Of course you and I will be working very close together to get this done.”
“Buddy?” Selene whispers coming around the corner “He likes you William, I can tell.”
“Selene, give it up” William says annoyed “He’s just being encouraging, positive reinforcement and all that.”
“Noooooooo, I think it’s more than that.” Selene offers encouragingly.
“Well, maybe. But how am I going to get together with him?”
“I don’t know” remarks Selena “magic?”
“Yeah, magic. That’s the only way I can ever get a man….”
The two shared a laugh as they returned to their respective cubicles.
“See you later for lunch ok, Sweet?”
“Sure, thing Gomez.” William replied “It’s your turn to buy.”
“Ok” William said to himself nervously. “Ten more minutes and I can start”
William picked up the directions that came with his Purple Power Spell Kit, “Begin the spell on a Friday” he read aloud “closest to the new moon and in an hour when both clock hands are rising.”
“6:23, only seven more minutes”
William walked into his bedroom instructions in hand and knelt at the nightstand he’d used to erect an altar of love. He had spent weeks searching for just the right items. He used a purple bandanna for an altar cloth and found a beautiful statue of the Sacred Heart of Jesus statue on eBay which he really liked. Though he wasn’t raised religious he had no problem with Christianity and he liked the feelings of universal love that seem to emanate from the statue.
Flanking the Sacred Heart of Jesus were two red-candles he planned to use for extra illumination as well as atmosphere. Before the statue was a small dish on which rested a lump of charcoal for burning incense. The focal point of his altar was an over turned saucer upon which he would burn his Purple Power Candle. In addition to these few items, there were various oils, dried herbs, and charms placed on the altar in a pleasing manner that would be used during his ritual that evening, which consisted of a bath, followed by the preparation and burning of a candle and the creation of a Mojo bag.
Reading over his directions one more time, he made sure he had everything that he would need when it came time to perform the work.
“OK, Purple candle. Check. Incense. Check. Lodestones. Check. Dimes. Check. Lavender. Check. Safflower. Check. Coriander Seeds. Check. Ginger Root. Check. Cumin Seeds. Check….”
When William was satisfied that he had everything he needed to do the work, he looked over his shoulder at the alarm clock on his other nightstand.
“6:28. I wonder if I can go ahead and start the bathwater?”
William considered this for a moment, but then decided to wait until exactly 6:30 to begin. William decided that he’d done everything correctly to prepare for the ritual so in his final two minutes before beginning he lowered the lid on his toilet and sat patiently for the appointed hour.
After a few deep, relaxing breathes he checked his watch.
“6:30” he said excitedly, “Time for workings of good!”
William began drawing the bath. As the warm water filled his bathtub he focuses his mind on his goal. Just as the directions on his spell kit indicated, he emptied the contents of the Purple Power Sachet Powders into the tub.
“Ok, what’s next” he asks himself “Oh yeah the oil. Nine drops…”
Rechecking his directions, William put nine drops of Purple Power Potion into his bath and quickly returned the remainder of the bottle to his love altar to be used later.
“Now the candles” he says to himself
William grabs two tea-lights he stashed in his medicine cabinet for just this purpose. He places the tea lights on the edge of his tub about 2 feet apart and lights them. Finally, he shuts off the water and undresses himself.
“Ahhhhhh” William says sighing as he relaxes into the warm bath water.
William then takes a small, white porcelain bowl he bought specifically for this purpose and scoops up some bathwater in it. He then raises the bowl over his head with both hands.
“May my goal be as clear as this water, oh Lord, and may my intention be as pure” he begins his prayer. “Wash me oh Lord and I will be clean. Cleanse me and I will be whiter than snow”
He then tips the bowl pouring the water over his head, face, and down his body. He repeats this action several times continuing his prayer.
“As the water runs down and away from me, may all evil and negativity be washed away. As the water runs down and away from me, may all blockages be torn asunder. As the water runs down and away from me, may the road open before me. May my feet be put on the path to the love I seek, oh Lord, place strong signs in my path to guide me. Bring about this love, I pray dear Lord, and bless it. In Jesus’ name. Amen.”
Though he hadn’t really planned on what to say before-hand, William was quite proud of his extemporaneous prayer. He places the bowl aside and sits still in the warm water for a few minutes. He closes his eyes and visualizes himself in the arms of his perfect lover. As he visualizes his desire, he takes several deep breaths and assures himself again that this is truly what he wants.
When he is ready, he rises and turns to the wall on the other side of his bathtub. William steps backward out of his bathtub between the lit candles on the tub’s edge.
“Lord I have asked for love in Jesus’ name. I am ready for the love that I know is waiting for me. I ask that you bring about this love and bless it. Amen”
William opens the drain in his tub and watches for a moment as the mistakes of his past go down the drain. Before all the water is gone, he takes his porcelain bowl and scoops up some of the water for the next part of the spell.
“Almost forgot…” he mumbles to himself.
William then dresses in a pair of clean sweat pants and a hoodie. He takes the bowl to his kitchen where he transfers the water to a disposable coffee container and puts on the lid. He then throws on a pair of sneakers and walks to the elevator and out his building.
“Let’s see now” he says to himself walking to the nearest crossroads. “The main streets run North to South and the cross-streets run East to West.
William stands at the crossroads getting his bearings.
“So if I face down West 37th Street my back will be to the East” he mumbles turning to face the West.
William quickly looks behind him to make sure that no one is there.
“Wouldn’t want to throw this on anyone passing by” he thinks to himself taking the lid off the coffee cup.
“Ok here goes” he mumbles to himself throwing the water over his left shoulder towards the East. “In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. Amen”
William then turns to the right and makes his way back towards his apartment tossing the coffee cup in a nearby trash can on his way.
Inside his apartment again William kicks off his sneakers as he makes his way to his bedroom. Inside his bedroom he takes off his hoodie and kneels bare-chested at his altar. He begins by lighting the red-candles for illumination. He then lights the charcoal and sprinkles the Purple Power Incense over it filling the room with a light, pleasant aroma.
Taking out a pen and a small square of paper which he had previously torn on all four sides by hand, William considered his desire and began writing the words My Lover nine times in a row on the paper. He then turns the paper clockwise one quarter and wrote his own name nine times in a row as well. Finally, he writes the words come to me in a circle around the names being careful not to lift his pen from the paper.
When he was done, he anointed the four corners and center of the paper with Purple Power Oil. William then folded the paper towards himself saying “come to me, my love”. Turning the paper one quarter clockwise he folds the paper towards himself again saying “come to me my love” Finally, he repeats his action and words one more time and sets the petition under the over turned saucer.
“Now to prepare the candle” he think to himself “I’m gonna need to mix the herbs.”
William pulls out a small bread board on top of which rests a stone mortar and pestle from under this altar. He recalls how he found the mortar and pestle at the Chinese market near his workplace and was pleased at having found such a good one at a reasonable price.
William takes the various dried herbs that came with his spell kit and adds a bit of each one to his mortar, saving the remainder for his mojo bag.
“Lavender….Safflower….Ginger….Coriander Seeds….” he says as he places each one in his mortar.
When he has all the dried herbs in his mortar, he places his pestle in the mortar and grinds the herbs to a coarse powder moving his pestle clockwise. As he grinds the herbs he visualizes himself in the arms of his perfect lover.
When he is satisfied that the herbs are coarse enough for his purposes he adds three drops of Purple Power Potion to the herbs and mixes them up again with his finger.
“Mmmmm” he moans enjoying the aroma of the mixed herbs.
He then spreads the dried herbs out on the bread board and sets it aside. William takes up the purple candle and using a sewing needle slowly scratches his name on the candle.
“W-I-L-L-I-A-M-S-W-E-E-T” he whispers to himself spelling his own name.
He then carves a keyword best describing his goal on the opposite side of the candle.
William places the candle aside for a moment and pours some of the Purple Power Potion into his palm. He then rubs his palms together spreading the oil all over his hands. He takes up the candle and holding it horizontally before him he grasps it with both palms and twists his palms around the candle several times slathering it completely with the oil.
William then pulls the herb covered bread board closer to him and rolls the purple candle through the herbs towards himself.
“Come to me, my lover!” He exclaims rolling the candle towards himself several times until it is covered in the powdered herbs.
William sets the candle in a holder and places this on top of the over turned saucer. He then wipes the palms of his hands all over his bare chest anointing himself with the last of the oil and herbs that were on his hands.
“This flame is the light of my soul” William announces lighting the candle “breaking through the darkness of loneliness and depression! It burns with the power of my desire, drawing forth my lover to me. He will see this light like a sailor seeking the light house in a storm and it will draw him to me. He shall be drawn to me like a fly to dung, like a moth to flame, like a bee to honey. In Jesus’ name. Amen!”
William spends a few moments reflecting on what he has just said as he concentrates on the flame of the candle which now burns bright and bold.
He then gathers the items that he will need to create his Purple Power Mojo Bag. He takes the little four by three inch purple bag that came in his spell kit from under the altar and places the remaining dried herbs in it, setting the bag aside.
He then places a dime from his own year of birth to the left of the candle and places a Queen Elizabeth Root on top of the dime. To the right of the candle he places a leap-year dime (since he had no particular person in mind for his spell) and on top of this he places a high john root. Before each root he places a lodestone which came as a matched pair with his spell kit.
“Feed the me” William mumbles anointing the Queen Elizabeth Root with Purple Power Potion “..and feed the he,” anointing the High John Root.
William places the Purple Power Potion back on the altar and takes out some magnetic sand. He takes a few pinches of sand from the pouch and sprinkles the lodestone before the Queen Elizabeth Root.
“Feed the Me.”
He then sprinkles some magnetic sand on the lodestone before the High John Root.
“Feed the He.”
He brings the two lodestones together before the candle and notices how they seem to interlock like a puzzle piece.
“And together they are one. In Jesus’ name.” he announces anointing the joined lodestones with Purple Power Potion.
“Come to me, my Love” he commands sweetly placing the coins and roots in his Mojo bag. He then anoints the bag with a drop of Purple Power Potion and holds it in the smoke from the incense repeating his mantra at each point.
Finally he sits quietly before the burning candle with the Mojo bag in his hands as he dreams of his future life together with his new lover.
When the candle is spent, William removes his petition from under the saucer and places it in the Mojo bag along with the matched lodestones.
“The candle is spent. The work is done.” he announces tying the Mojo bag shut tightly “My lover will now come to me in the name of Jesus. Amen!”
William extinguished the candles he used for illumination and turned on his bedroom lights to better see how his candle burned.
“Well,” he explains to himself “it burned down pretty clean without a lot of excess wax. That’s a good sign?”
“Hmmm, what does that look like?” he questions himself inspecting the small puddle of wax closely “Does that look like a heart? And right next to it, that looks like the letter A!”
William understood the heart as a universe symbol for love, but the A was a mystery to him.
“A?” he wonders aloud “A? Adams? Beau Adams?”
William tucks the Mojo bag in his sweat pants at his waist and goes about the business of cleaning up after his ritual. First he gathers up the unused herbs that remain on his bread board and places them in the potted African Violet which stands in the corner by his front door. William places the saucer with the spent candle on top of the bread board and carries them to the kitchen to be washed and cleaned later. He then gathers up all the remaining spell materials and puts them away in a little shoe box in his closet.
“Its done, now all I have to do is feed it with oil every Friday” William remarks to himself tucking the Mojo bag under his pillow inside the pillow case before retiring for the night.
Monday morning, William was sure to remove the Mojo bag from under his pillow and tuck it in his pocket before heading out for the day. As he made his journey from his downtown apartment to his uptown office, William paid closer attention to everything that was going on around him.
“Three days for a sign” he thinks to himself “Its been two already….Anything could be a sign…something I hear in passing, a billboard, a flyer…I’m sure to see something today either way?”
Arriving at his office, he grabs his morning coffee from the break room and makes his way to his cubicle.
Walking past a window, William notices a new billboard which has been put up in the square. It shows a man and a woman, in business attire, both appear to be in their 20’s and walking around the same corner from opposite directions. The caption read Could Love Be Just around the Corner? in bold red letters.
“Another dating site.” William mumbles “for yuppies, no less”
Rounding the corner to his cubicle, William almost runs into Daniel, his boss’ assistant.
“Oh hi, William” Daniel remarks “I was just looking for you.”
“Really?” William replies “What do you need?”
“Mr. Adams wants to see you in his office before the team meeting this morning?”
“Oh ok, just let me take my briefcase to my cubicle and I’ll be right there.”
“Here, I’ll take care of that.” says Daniel taking the briefcase “He wants to see you ASAP.”
“Oh my God” William thinks to himself as me makes his way to Beau’s office “What could this be about?”
William slows his pace to give himself more time to think.
“Its the spell” he thinks to himself excitedly “It has to be. Its drawing him to me!”
When he arrives at Beau’s office William finds the door open and Beau is on the phone. William knocks on the door lightly to show that he is there. Beau motions for William to take a seat while he finishes his call.
“Sweet” Beau greets William “How are you this morning?”
“Uh fine. You wanted to see me?”
“Yes. Its about our team meeting this Friday. We’re going to have a representative from HMC sit in on the meeting.”
“Relax, Sweet. I told you this because I don’t want you to be nervous. I still want you to take the lead on presenting your idea. And even though it’s your idea you have the support of me and the entire team behind you.”
“Yeah but what if he hates the idea.”
“Don’t’ worry, it’s a great idea. We wouldn’t be presenting it if we didn’t believe in it.”
“OK” Beau says with a wink “Now go get ready and I’ll see you later.”
“So what was that all about this morning” Selene asks William
“I saw that guy Daniel talking to you and then taking your briefcase.”
“Oh, you haven’t heard?”
“The CEO of Hermes Motors is going to be sitting in on the meeting Friday.”
“Oh my God!”
“Yeah, I have to present my idea to him”
“Ok everyone” Daniel announces Friday morning entering the conference room “Mr. Adams is on his way down the hall now with Ronald Frump, the CEO of Hermes Motors. He wants to keep this relaxed and casual but on point”
The door to the conference room opens and Beau enters the room followed by Mr. Frump.
“Everyone I’d like you to meet Mr. Frump, the CEO of Hermes Motors.” Beau announces.”
“Good Morning” everyone says in unison.
“Mr. Frump” Beau says introducing his team “This is my team. William Sweet. Selene Gomez. Ken Todd. and Catherine Evans.”
“Ok” Mr. Frump remarks gruffly “Now that we got the pleasantries out of the way, let’s get down to business.”
“Of course.” Beau replies as the two men take a seat.
“Now time is money” Mr. Frump remarks “and at the rate that the auto industry is hemorrhaging assets none of us can afford to waste time. So before we can go forward I want to hear about this idea that you’re all so keen about.”
“Certainly” replies Beau “Mr. Sweet, will you take the floor please?”
William stands and begins his presentation before a large screen. As he begins an image of several older men dressed in business attire sit around a large table smoking what appear to be expensive cigars.
“Well frankly, Mr. Frump.” he begins “The public perception of the auto industry is roughly on par with big government, a faceless corporation wasteful with its resources and money.”
“Mmmm hmmm” Mr. Frump grumbles.
Another image appears on the screen, this time of President Obama holding several large bags with money spilling out of them.”
“With the bail out that the government has handed out to the auto-industry” William continues “the public has grown resentful of big industry. Research shows that an overwhelming percent of the population was against the bail out. They felt that the money should have been earmarked towards other programs to help the average guy on the street.”
“And how do you propose the shift their perception?” Mr. Frump asks.
Another image appears on the screen of the same group of men from before working as a team to build a house. In the foreground a large sign which reads Habitat for Humanity can be seen.
“We propose to put a friendly face on the auto industry.” William replies “We want to show the public what they are getting for their money.”
Mr. Frump sits quietly.
“We wish to design a campaign which shows the positive effects of your company on the average worker. According to our research, Hermes Motors has an excellent track record for hiring and promoting women and minorities at all levels of your company.”
The image on the screen disappears and is replaced by a graph.
Mr. Frump registers no emotion or interest.
“HMC holds the record for having the first ever female African American CFO in a Fortune 500 Company. We want to show how the company provides opportunities for its workers. We imagine a campaign which juxtaposes an average worker’s story against that of your CFO and other successful people in your company. In addition, we want to show how HMC gives back to the community with various scholarships, corporate sponsorships for the arts, and relief aid to Third World Countries…”
A succession of images flash across the screen as William continues his pitch.
Mr. Frump remains quiet.
“Just last year when a 7.2 earthquake devastated Japan, HMC used its own ships to transport aid workers, food, water, blankets, and medicine to Japan at its own expense, but the media never picked up on it and the pubic was totally unaware. Until now, these aspects of HMC have been going on quietly in the background. In short, our campaign will show that Hermes Motors has added to the substance of our lives. “
William finished his presentation he takes his seat while everyone sits quietly.
“Thank you Mr. Sweet” Beau replies as he looks to Mr. Frump for any indication of how he felt about the idea.
“Excellent” Mr. Frump remarks after a long pause. “Adams, I think we’re in business.”
Beau shakes Mr. Frumps hand and as they rise from their seats and make their way to their door.
“My head of advertising will be in touch’ Mr. Frump remarks
Later the evening William is working in his cubicle when he is approached by Beau.
“Sweet” Beau remarks “Some of us are going down to Gentry’s for a few drinks to celebrate. Why don’t you join us?”
“Uh, thanks” William replies, “but I can’t. I uh…I have to feed my Mojo.”
“M- Mojo, my cat.”
“Oh you have a cat!” Beau asks “What kind is it?”
“Its just a tabby.”
“I’m a dog person, myself.” offers Beau taking a photograph out of his wallet. “This is Doc, my basset hound.”
“Oh he’s cute” says William
“Well you know what they say about dogs and their owners looking alike….” William says blushing.
“So is he coming or what?” Selene asks breaking the mood.
“No, not this time” replies Beau walking away.
“What’s wrong with you?” Selene asks William “This is your chance”
“I know, I know. I’m just not a bar person.” William replies “Besides, I have something I really have to do.”
In the darkness of his bedroom, William lights a red candle on his love altar and places his purple Mojo bag before it.
“One, Two Three” he says counting the drops of Purple Power Potion he lets fall on the Mojo bag, “As I feed you, so will you feed me. Draw my lover to me and make us one!”
William spends some time sitting before his altar meditating on his desire to draw a lover to himself. Though he believes that Beau Adams is the one for him, he attempts to keep an open mind about the person the universe has in store for him. Still, his thoughts continue to drift back to Beau.
Checking the time William picks up his cell phone and dials Selene’s number.
“Hi Selene” William says leaving a message “its me. I was just wondering how things went tonight. Call me this weekend when you get a chance and I’ll see you on Monday.”
“Hey girl” William says excitedly meeting Selene at the elevator “You never called me, how did things go this weekend?”
“What do you mean?” Selene asks defensively.
“At Gentry’s, how did things go Friday night?”
“Tell me? Did Beau ask about me?
“About that” Selene remarks “I know I encouraged you, but I think you shouldn’t get your hopes up too high about Beau.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Honey, I just don’t want to see you get hurt, ok.”
“Believe me” William says patting the Mojo bag in his pocket “I’m not going to get hurt. I really feel like it’s going to happen between us.”
At that the elevator door opens on their floor and Selene exits hurriedly “I’ll talk to you later, William. I have some phone calls I really need to return.”
“I’ll talk to you later.” William calls out as Selene walks away.
William walks to his cubicle where he finds a small box tied with a red ribbon.
“A small token of thanks’ William reads the card “for all your hard work. Beau”
William opens the box to find a small framed art print of a man sitting at a desk surrounded by three walls and which reads Cubicle Sweet Cubicle
“Wow” William thinks to himself “I should go by and thank him for the gift.”
William walks to Beau’s office to thank him and as he nears the door which has been left partially open he spies Selene and Beau kissing passionately. Shocked and angry William stands frozen at the door watching his best friend kiss the man he thought would be his own.
“Stop! We can’t do this anymore Beau.” Selene says pulling away from him “I told you Saturday morning after we slept together. William’s going to be upset; I think he has a little crush on you.”
“Sweet? He’s your friend, he’ll understand. Besides he knows I’m not gay right? I mean where would he get an idea like that?”
William’s paralysis is broken as he storms away from Beau’s office making his way to the elevator.
“What’s wrong with me?” he thinks to himself “How could I have been so stupid to think that a guy like that would want someone like me?”
William had no idea where he was going, only that he had to get away from there. He found himself in the lobby of his office building and decides to walk outside.
As he walks out the front door, William takes the Mojo bag out of his pocket and squeezes it in anger.
“Stupid thing!” William remarks as he angrily tosses the Mojo to the ground passing a group of smokers outside his building.
William makes his way from his office building as he continues to put himself down in his thoughts. He was so lost in his own thoughts that his ears barely registered someone calling his name behind him.
“William” the voice said “Hey William!”
“Hey” the voice calls out as William feels a tap on his shoulder.
“What!” William shouts turning around.
“Hey, take it easy dude”
“Oh Daniel” William says recognizing Beau’s assistant, “I thought you might be a mugger or something …”
“That’s ok man,” Daniel replies “I was taking a smoke before going in for the day. I think you dropped this.”
“Oh that, thanks” William says looking down to see that Daniel is offering him his discarded Mojo bag.
“What is it, anyway?” Daniel asks as William stuffs the Mojo back in his pocket.
“Oh, just something I thought I wanted” William replies noncommittally.
“Oh” Daniel says unsure of William’s answer.
“Listen, William” Daniel begins “I’m kinda glad that we ran into each other like this. I’ve been meaning to ask you something.”
“What is it Daniel?
“Well, I was wondering if maybe you’d like to go get a cup of coffee or see a movie sometime?”
“Really?” asks William surprised
“Yeah” replies Daniel with a smile.
“Sure” William says as the two men turn back toward their office building walking together, “Let me give you my number.”
“It’ll be easier if we just trade phones and put the numbers in ourselves” Daniel suggests.
The two men trade phones and enter their respective numbers into them and then return the phones to their owners.
“Hey” William asks puzzled as he looks through his phone directory “Where’s your number, I don’t see it in here?”
“Try looking under A for Alan.”
“Alan? When Beau first introduced you, he called you Daniel?”
“No, he said Daniels” Alan remarks “Haven’t you noticed that he tends to call people by their last names.”
“A for Alan” William says laughing to himself as he recalls the letter A appearing in the remains of the candle wax next to a tiny heart.