As we sat down on the couch, orange juice was served. My mother in law was still showing Chloe the fish in the tank. Fred looked at me. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yes I am.” I responded. “The house looks so beautiful.” “It is! It does not seem like it is the same house …
We started the trip at around eleven o’clock. Fred was the driver while Chloe and I, enjoyed the ride with the beautiful scenery along the way. The day was beautiful. The flowers blooming and the green trees gave it a splendid touch. After about just thirty minutes, Chloe started saying she needed to go to …
Few days later, I woke up at around eight o’clock on Saturday and started packing. We had a trip down to visit Fred’s home. It was only going to be a weekend thing. I packed Chloe set of clothes in her pink bag and set it aside. I had packed like four different outfits just …
“Why don’t you try and talk to her. I think she will let you see your daughter.” I asked. “I tried initially but we just ended up urging.” Shawn replied. “Try again. Your effort will assure her that you really need this.” Shawn was silent for a while then he nodded. “I will try again.” …
There was a long silence between us. Thankfully, the next song on The Lounge track list started playing. It was Drake’s God’s Plan. I started nodding along with the beats. “So you are a Drake’s fan?” Shawn asked. “Oh yes. He makes good music.” I replied. “What about you?” “I like his music too.” He …
The next day, at exactly 5.30pm, I was walked inside The Lounge. The place was so inviting with its dim lights. There was a bar on one side then the couches placed on different points of the room. It offered a chance to mingle and talk to each other. Rap music was playing in the …
I went to work the following day. I was seated on my desk fifteen minutes to eight. The cleaning ladies were still around the office. They excused me and went on to clean the other offices. I was busy reconciling the budget and the actual cash spending of the office for the past one month. …
It is Sunday. I woke up at 8.30am. My phone vibrated on the bedside table so loudly that I could not ignore it. I picked it up, dismissed the alarm then started looking at my Twitter feed. I think I am addicted to the social media. Twitter is one of them. It’s so rare that …