Haunted Dreams

Chapter 22

"I'm Mr. Waters, lovely to meet you. Where did you say you came from again? Well anyway welcome to Wexford."

"He talks more than you do." Sweeney muttered in Nellie's ear. Which made her laugh, catching Mr. Waters attention and he turned around from the bookcase he was looking at to look at her.

"Did you say something?"

"Nope, nothing." Nellie and Sweeney said at the same time.

"Well anyway I hope you love this town, we have nice beaches, meadows, and a lovely market, beautiful parks..." He kept going and going and going.

Nellie and Sweeney both sighed in annoyance. This man Nick Waters was the mayor of this town. He was kind, cheerful, very talkative. He had a bald head and a big, round belly.

"So what house are you planning to buy today?" He said excitedly.

"I have the deed here." Sweeney said handing the document to him. "Sorry, it's a little wrinkled."

He stared at the document, "Ah well this is a deed to two houses, one that is half owned and one that is fully owned." He looked up at the two's confused faces. "Shall we look at the both of them then?"

"Yeah, that would be great." Sweeney said.

They walked through the town, Mr. Waters pointing out several buildings to them. Along the walk the man took up plenty of time asking them about their past. Not a good subject to ask either of them. "So where are ya from?"

"London." Nellie said.

"So what brought you to Wexford, Ireland?"

Falling in love with a demon barber, helping him get revenge, aka murdering all of humanity and baking them into pies allowing the law to find out, causing us to flee for our lives. "Just wanted a change."

"I can understand that." He said brightly as they kept on walking.

"Hey where's the barber shops?" Sweeney asked.

"We actually don't have any. Our last barber died a few months ago and we still need a replacement. Men have learned to shave themselves."

"Well you have a barber now." Sweeney told him.

Mr. Waters looked at them a little confused.

"I was a barber back in London."

"Oh my goodness! Bless you for moving here, you just saved a lot of lives." The mayor shouted with glee.

Saved a lot of lives, nice pun. Nellie thought, and cracked a smile at. Which Sweeney noticed. "What?" he asked.

"Nothing" she smiled, planting a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Alright here we are. This is the half-owned house." It was a little brown and white cottage in a little residential area, very close to the neighboring houses. Which Sweeney didn't like. They walked inside and Sweeney wrinkled his nose up in disgust.

Everything was frilly and lacy, and bleh. Nellie on the other hand loved it. It's THE house. The one I always fantasied about! The only thing that was missing, was that it wasn't across from the sea, which right now she was okay with. It was little, quaint, and cozy. Her dream house!

"Well. What do you think?" Mr. Waters asked them.

"I love it!" Nellie squealed.

"It's only half owned?" Sweeney asked.

"Yes, you'll have to rent it, the neighbors next door are the owners."

"Oh we're not worried about renting or owning." Nellie said.

Sweeney re-positioned Jeramey on his hip. The baby looked around the house and then up at his father as if to say 'you expect me to grow up here'. Nellie ran up to the two of them and hugged them and kissed both of their foreheads. "Sweeney it's perfect!"

"Ugh" he said in reply.

"So would you like to sign the documents, maybe go negotiate with the neighbors?" Mr. Waters asked them.

"Yes!"

"No." Sweeney said. Nellie looked back at him. "It's small. How many bedrooms does it have?"

"That doesn't matter." Nellie said.

"Two." The mayor told them.

"Two" Sweeney hissed at Nellie.

"What is the big deal?" Nellie whispered.

"I hate it." Sweeney said to both of them.

"Sweeney."

"I hate it, this house looks like shit."

That threw cheerful Mr. Waters off guard.

Nellie glared at him, and also flashed her puppy dog eyes.

Mr. Waters started talking about all the advantages of having this house would be. Sweeney walked over to the window and looked out.

"Dadda." Jeramey said pointing at the window.

"What, lad?" He looked out the window and notice a giant, dark, three stories, almost castle looking manor on top of this huge hill. Behind it was... a lake!

"Pardon him," Nellie was saying.

"Hey what's that's one?" Sweeney asked.

They all poked their heads in the window. "That is the fully owned house actually." He looked down at the deed. "The one Ms. Castellian owns. It's a nice one, huge, has a big back yard, and a lake off to the right."

Sweeney smirked at Nellie as if to say 'what now'. "We'll take it." Sweeney said.

"Sweeney, we haven't even seen it."

"Don't need to I'm sure it's beautiful. Better than this one anyway. And we don't have to pay rent so we'll be spending less money."

"Actually you'll be spending more money." Mr. Waters said. "It's empty, not furnished, plumbing could use some work, and there are a few holes in the ceiling."

Nellie crossed her arms at Sweeney, flashing him the "mother disapproval look".

"If you'd like to see it though?"

"Yes we would."

Nellie continued to seethe the whole walk up the hill to the manor. "Jeramey's is actually the one who pointed it out." Sweeney was assuring her. "I'm not the only one that wants it, he does as well." She continued to seethe, not looking at him. "Come on. How could you say no to this face." He held Jeramey out in front of her face. It made her sigh, then smile.

They reached the house. Alright, Nellie had to admit, it was quiet beautiful. And spacious, very spacious. It was three stories tall, not counting the attic. The wood was thick, dark pine on the outside. A lighter color of wood on the inside. It was like a giant log cabin, with a lake. Nellie couldn't remember staying here when she was little. But it had to be the same house. There wasn't another house Nettie owned that had a lake.

"How many bedrooms?" Nellie asked, mimicking Sweeney from earlier.

"Well like I said the rooms are all unfurnished so whatever you'd like to be a bedroom, or something else is up to you."

"We'll take it." Sweeney said again.

"Yeah, sure." Nellie sighed.

"Great! Signed here." Mr. Waters said handing Sweeney a pen. Sweeney wrote down his signature. "Lovely. Now I would recamend going into town, and get started on furnishing, or resting, it's up to you even though their is no bed or couch or anything, but I know you've had a long journey. The people in this town are very friendly and they would love to meet you, especially their new barber. So I'll leave you to it, enjoy!" With that he was out of the house.

Sweeney set his bag down on the floor, and Jeramey was contently crawling around on the floor. The two of them already feeling at home. Nellie stood there looking sullen. "Oh wipe that look off your face." Sweeney complained.

"There's no bloody furniture."

"That's why we will go get some."

She put her head in her hands and started pacing.

"Nellie, look." He grabbed her from behind. "Look at this room, what do you see?"

"Nothing, empty, wooden." He put his hands over her eyes.

"Imagine what you want it to look like, anything in the world." He waited a moment and uncovered her eyes.

Nellie smiled seeing a cozy living room. A long, fluffy crimson rug on the floor, a fireplace built in the wall (well that was actually already there) a dark red wooden coffee table, a velvet couch, with matching arm chairs spread throughout the room. A sun room was connected to this one, she pictured flowers in all the windows. She turned around to look over the connecting hallway, where the grand pine door were. Then the kitchen. She could imagine the long cooking niche.

The sink was still in here, and it didn't look too bad, could use a new oven though, at least the stove was still in good condition. There was a door in the corner of the kitchen that lead into a long room, perfect for a dining room.

She excitedly ran up the still sturdy stairs to a hallway filled with all kinds of assortments of rooms, but the one that was towards the end of the hallway was the biggest and that would be the master bedroom.

Alright Nellie will admit, she's in love with this home. "Whatever your imagining, will come true." Sweeney said.

"It looks nice." She smiled then squealing with joy threw herself in his arms. "I love it!"

"Let's get shopping then."

As they were leaving the house, Nellie scooped up Jeramey and Sweeney noticed a letter at the foot of the door. "We already have mail." He shouted to Nellie, content with how his voice echoed. "Ah Nettie." He said handing it to her. They both opened and read the letter.

'Hopefully by now you will be settled down in this house. I do hope that you two will like it. I forgot to mention that their is a half owned home that Daniel and I used to visit and stay in sometimes. We are actually planning on moving there or at least I am. Anyway I also forgot to mention that this home doesn't have any furniture. Sorry about that, but here is some money that should cover everything you will need. Love you both and I will visit soon. Love Nettie.'

I pretty much described my dream house the best I could. I find it hard to describe houses. I like really big Manors those are cool. Anyway review pretty please!