Two years ago Raybow Hotel “Who here can recite the National Pledge?” The room of young professionals buzzed with mummering and nervous laughter. The speaker abandoned his podium, as was his custom, pacing through the audience. “We...
The Last Hour Beach 01:00 pm Ato meandered down an eroded street towards his rendezvous, with time to spare. The last time he’d been to the beach was two years ago, with his stepsisters. It hit him that it...
“Going somewhere?” Aikins shoved the paper into his pocket and turned. Viva raised an eyebrow, her face unreadable. She stood tall enough that he had to tip his head back to face her. “Yeah, I’m just going to get lunch.”...
The Homeland NewspaperBeach Road, TakoradiTuesday, 8:30 a.m The ambiance was uncharacteristically somber. Around a table in the austere office space, six forlorn faces waited for the morning meeting to start. It was their first day back to work after the...
A muffled ‘pop’ came first, then the sting in his shoulder. Aikins slapped a hand over it, dropping the drive he held in the process. It slid across the tiled floor till it hit a wall, coming to an abrupt...
"I wish I could assure you of a happy ending, but the truth is, I don’t know how this will turn out. You took a chance marrying Philip. And that’s what it comes down to. A step of faith. You have to answer some questions about your husband, about yourself. Are you willing to take that step for him, do whatever it takes? How far are you willing to go? Are you willing to do the work? Is he? That's how you make your decision.”
“That's the problem, isn't it? Instead of holding people to higher standards, we all agree that doing the wrong thing is the norm and make allowances for that. There are no consequences for breaking vows so people run roughshod over their partners with impunity. Then they celebrate a golden jubilee, what should really be fifty years of bondage, with pomp and pageantry, while their children, who haven't got a clue what a good partnership looks like, go on to perpetuate the gruesome cycle over and over again.”
Contd. from part one “Sure, and you are …?” The woman paused. “You said you’re his wife?” “Yes.” Silence.“My daughter, I had no plans of telling you any of this. But I’m a mother, and a wife. And if...
Hey there. I’m starting a series of short stories under the title Sons & Daughters. There will be at least three stories. I will strife to keep the narrative tight, exploring some societal norms and expectations. If you happen...
I’m a pretty… nice guy. I mostly live a carefree fun life. Why not? I'm blessed with a good wife, a great job and near perfect children. I'm having the time of my life, and it shows. You’d like me if you met me. Just not today. Today, I’m sitting a conference room, morose, ruminating on the fickleness of life. We're here today and gone the next. Sometimes without warning. It sucks, you know. Even if you win the lottery and live forever, there’s so much we have to live with. The heartbreaks, betrayals. Loss.