Anna Just five days since we arrived in London it’s been adventurous for me. I have never been to this part of Europe and I must say the sightseeing in London is very resourceful. With Philip been busy with the London office, Natty made herself available upon Philip’s request. So far, Philip’s mum hasn’t been around the house to visit, from what Natty told me … Continue reading 40. A function or a party?
Anna As we both heard the doorbell sound one more time. We detangled from our cuddle and looked towards the door. ” Are you expecting someone?” I asked while I wiped the tears off my face. “No, none that I know of” Philip straightened himself then stood up. He checked the time hanging on the wall of his sitting room. ” It’s only half past … Continue reading 37: “Penny for your thoughts?”
Anna “We can cancel the holiday visit to London.” “Psst, and have you miss out the fun with your family?” I held the headboard to sit upright. Philip looked from his phone to me, his pause from saying anything meant a lot to me. He’s been up all night tending to my needs and fickle ankle that I can’t help but wish the situation hadn’t … Continue reading 36:’Bacon and Sandwich”
Philip I manoeuvred my car closer to Anna’s. Running as I approach my babe. I see as she shivers in the car. Head cupped between her legs ….. Shivers ran through my body … “Is she okay?” My knock on the window of her car jolts her off from her trance. ” Baby, please open the door.” I prayed silently that she hears me and … Continue reading 35: Mom’s Journal
Philip “No way! Mum said that?” My immediate sister said as she paced the room. “Unbelievable” her rage seems to be heightened. ” And what did you say to her?” ” I was lost for a moment too. Of course, I know how mum is with her unusual ways ” running my hand through my hair, loss with words Natalie looked me in the eyes … Continue reading 34: “I am a James, I aways win.”
Anna ” Hey, ain’t you going to stop doing that?” “What?” ” The texting.” I looked up from my texting at Shaun who stood gazing down at me. Her hands in akimbo and expression were not readable either. I sighed at her creased brows and dropped my phone on the office desk. I sit upright with all my attention at her: Shaun, quite the inquisitor. … Continue reading 33. “Vanilla or Chocolate?”