At that point, some elders of the community walked up to Richard and inquired, “Good afternoon officer. How may we help you?”“How may I help you?” He asked them with a stoic face.The crestfallen elders looked at each other and one of them apologized, “Pardon our offense. We wished to know why you are here?”“I wish to know why are you here. Is this your house?” Richard asked and the other hostile guards focused on them.“No, Officer. It's our brother's house,” he answered.“Let your brother come and ask us what we are doing in his house.”“He can't come,” another elder said.“Why? Is the house not his?”“It is his house but he can't come,” another elder answered. “Why can't he come? Where is he?” Waa! Waa!!They were attracted by the sound of the fallen walls and they tried to force their way in.“He is sick and in the building. We need to rescue him,” the first man said and moved.“Don't move further,” Richard thundered and they halted.Meanwhile, Tim and George were standing a
Capt. Bruce saluted Richard and the others saluted him before he left without regard for Tim.“How will you leave, Max?” George asked with concern.“I can find my way, General.”“I can give him a ride,” Mark volunteered.“Thank you for that, Engr. Robbie. I will take you to your office when you come in the morning.”“It is all right, President,” he said and greeted the Major, “Good night, Major,” while he waved at Tim and the rest. “Good night, Engr. Robbie,” Richard responded.Now, Richard and Frank were beside the station wagon while Collins and George were walking towards his car.“Collins,” Tim called out.The two stopped in their tracks and he answered, “Yes Boss.”“You will drive the station wagon home,” he informed him and waited for his reaction.George squeezed his face as though Tim fouled the air. Collins thought fast on how to refute the order politely. Now all eyes were on him and they waited for his response.“I would have loved to, Boss but I have not read the manual.”
Tim gave George a mocking look and stated, "Someone suddenly began to miss both of you and we decided to come."George smiled shyly and Samuel declared, "We miss you too.""Yes. We have been homesick since the last time we spoke. How is work?""Work is fine, Gerald. How are your studies?" "Our studies are fine. Thank you for coming.""It is our pleasure," they responded one after the other."How is everyone at home?" Samuel asked."Everyone is fine.""That's good.""I can see that you are doing well," Tim stated."Yes, Brother-in-law.""That is good to hear. If I guess right, you will be through with your exams this coming week?""You are right.""It's all right. See you then.""Okay. Thank you for coming," Gerald said and opened the door."Brother-in-law, remember that you promised to take us to a cinema," Samuel made clear."Yes. The Silver Bird Cinema," Tim admitted and Samuel was glad that the promise was intact."If you perform better than the previous year," George strengthene
At Laura Dickson-Williams' Bedroom“I will goad him into a fight and leave this marriage based on domestic violence. I don't understand why he will not accept my proposal to divorce,” the twenty-one-year-old Laura resolved. She woke up and sadly remembered that she had scores to settle with her poor husband, twenty-five-year-old, Tim Williams. “We are no more in the same league. I want to marry a real man and not a penniless and classless man,” she said to herself and angrily got up from her bed. “How can I meet a real man if I continue to be the wife of a scumbag?” she cursed. Likewise, she threw her duvet off her and tried to get out of bed but halted when the door opened. She glared at Tim who walked in to check on her.“It's time for work, Laura,” he informed her.“So, you know work but you can't get one for yourself? You wretched pauper.”Tim smiled softly and gave his regular response, “I will work when the time comes.” His laissez-faire approach to her chastisement often
The Broadcast — At The HouseAfter Laura left for the hospital, Tim dabbed his swollen eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and began to eat. He was about to leave the dining table when he saw the news on the television: (Laura Dickson-Williams was beaten up by her lazy husband, Tim Williams, for getting a job for him and she suffered a miscarriage.)“Oh! When did I beat her?” He exclaimed and ran his hand through his head which was spinning already. Likewise, he stared vacantly in amazement. Now, he reminisced about his past. Since he escaped from his jealous superior who wanted to kill him because he defeated their enemies during the last war, he had been hiding. His higher-ups thought that he was dead and promoted his jealous superior to the rank of a General. In addition to that, he became the Chairman of the Auxiliary Armory PLC and Laura's boss. Now, the publicity had aroused their curiosity.“Does she hate me this much? Has she forgotten how I saved her and her family during the
In the spur-of-the-moment, Laura, her parents, and the Human Rights Activists ran out of the house and met her astounded security men. The pressmen were still hiding their heads and could not explain how the soldiers left.“What is the matter? I heard gunshots,” Laura asked curiously and looked at the military helicopter that had taken off.“They shot him,” a pressman raised his head and answered. “Oh, my God! I am unaware that they would arrive so soon and pick him up,” Laura boasted.Now, the pressmen were getting up one after the other and had to give an account of what they did not witness, even if it meant cooking up stories.“They have killed him. The Head of State has zero tolerance for domestic violence.”“Yes. Violence against women, especially pregnant women, angers him,” a reporter confirmed.“It serves him right,” her father pointed out and his befuddled wife lurched forward and castigated him, “Oh, dear! He died a painful and shameful death.”“Yes. Our daughter gave him
“You don't deserve it but I would rather not be like you. There will be no difference between us if I cause your children and wife to mourn. On this note, I reduce your punishment to compulsory retirement. You will get all your entitlements.”“Wonderful!”“Excellent!” “This is godly.”“I don't know if I can forgive a known enemy like this.”The soldiers complimented Tim's judgment one after the other. Likewise, Gen. McDonald was most grateful and he dried the tears that had formed in his eyes while everyone focused on him. Although he was seventeen years older than Tim he was aware that his promotion had nothing to do with age but merit.“You are a worthy comrade, Gen. Williams and you surpass me in wisdom. For sparing me, I owe you my life. I'm ready to support you any time you need me,” he appreciated Tim and promised.The house clapped for him and immediately, he faced the Head of State and appreciated him, “Thank you, for this chance, Your Excellency.”He faced the entire house a
“That is good. Kindly go on,” the Head of State requested when he paused and he continued. “The enemies were no match for us and we chased after them. To my joy and Gen. McDonald's annoyance, none of them escaped. Although he showed delight, I never knew it was fake. Meanwhile, I and the other soldiers concentrated on reviving our wounded colleagues. Some were badly injured and died on the spot.”“So sad!” Gen. Hill exclaimed and Tim continued.“At that point, we had run out of drugs and needed to get the victims back to the city. On the road, I requested that we stop so that I could get some marine animals and ocean plants to revitalize our men. Gen. McDonald followed me and I did not suspect anything until he shot at me and I fell into the ocean.”“Oh, my goodness! Did you suffer all these just to save your country and fellow soldiers?”“Yes, Your Excellency.”“That is true patriotism,” Gen. Hill stated and requested, “Kindly go on.”“No. We will stop here today. He needs rest. Th