After the night of the kiss, things took a dangerous turn because although we refrained from touching one another, we both knew it was just a matter of time before we ended up in each other’s arms. Then, one … Read More
“Hello, Sir?” At the sound of my voice, he got up from his chair and came around to face me. “Where would you like me to place your tray, Sir?” “On the desk there,” he said. “Thank you.” As … Read More
I considered myself a fortunate girl for I’d been born with an internal clock which roused me from my slumber no matter what hour I was to rise. Every night, I’d tell myself the time for which I had … Read More
One often hears the self-made man boasting of how he came to a city called Such-and-Such with X number of shillings in his pocket or with just the very rags on his back. Usually, this man bulges in the … Read More
Phil re-read the last lines of the chapter he’d just come through and hung his head in his hands. His whole body ached, not just for the horrendous scene unfolding on the page in front of him as it … Read More
The final Sunday came with a vengeance. From the study window, George watched the wind jostling Ada down Harlow, tackling her for her umbrella and her cape. He watched the rain, its quick, sharp dashes yellowed by the intermittent … Read More
That thing that George had said about himself as Ada had stumbled away from the chalk stacks after their fight on the beach – that thing about him not having Ada’s strength to kill – well, it wasn’t true … Read More
Phil tapped the red circle on his mobile, ending the call, set the mobile on the desk and turned back to the manuscript. ‘ANOTHER LIFE’ the chapter title read. Scanning the page, Phil quickly saw that he’d be back … Read More
“Dad?” Phil said into his phone. “Dad?” “I’m here, son,” Floyd returned. “Talk to me. Please. Say something because god knows I don’t know what to say to you right now. But I need something – an explanation – … Read More
This chapter is dedicated to all the Richies, Phils, Beryls and Floyds of the world. Not a day goes by when I don’t think about you. Phil broke away from the manuscript and looked out at his image … Read More