90. Welcome Home

London.
April 2018.
My brother and his wife are gone.
Matt and Sandra.
Left me alone.
My screaming rage.
Why am I surprised?
Really?
You fly me all the way from Phnom Penh to London, Cambodia to England, and leave me alone with no money.
3 armed police march towards me.

Are you OK,  Sir?
I’m fine.
We had a report of a disturbance.
Sorry, I had an argument with my brother.
Do you have any I.D ?

I produce my passport.

Where have you come from?
Cambodia.
And where are you going?

Another cop radios through my name and date of birth.

I don’t know, I say.
Where’s home?
My home is in God, I say.

It’s the answer I always give to that question.

Right. Do you have somewhere to go?
I need to get into central London, I say.

The cop who’s radioing hands me my passport back.
I’m clear.
Clean.

I’m O.K, I say. I’m the new James Bond.
You’re the new James Bond?
Yeh, this is a movie. It’s being shot on the CCTV. You guys are in the new James Bond movie.
Right.

A cop radios:

Can we have a paramedic, please to Terminal 3?
I don’t need a paramedic.
We’re just gonna have you checked out. Is that O.K ?
Not a problem, I say. I’m not crazy. I’m fine.

Mr. Fox must be loving all this. Great for the reality, live cinema, crystal meth addict, homeless 007 movie.
I thought my homeless stint was over.
This is not funny, I tell Mr. Fox.
In my mind.
Like he can hear my thoughts.
I know he can hear my voice, bcuz of the mic in my head, but I know he can’t hear my thoughts.
That would be too sci-fi…even for James Bond.
This is not fuken funny, Mr. Coppola, I think to myself.
Mr. Fuken Fox.
The Paramedic arrives.
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Author: Mark Dark

Actor Teacher Writer Breaking Bad for Christ – a Novel. Actor turned Christian missionary turns his back on his Hollywood dreams to combat sex trafficking in Cambodia – and finds himself deep underground in a dangerous world of drugs, gangs and violence. Based on a true story. https://steveedwardsthoughts.wordpress.com/

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