It was six am when Jane`s cell phone rang. She was still lying beside her husband who came back late without her noticing. She turned and looked at him before managing to get up and go to the room`s table where her phone was.
She answered it. “Allo. Mrs. Dubila on the phone.” Feeling very weak from the sleep effect.
The caller went forth to speak. “It`s the hospital Ma`am. And we would like to confirm again if you`re truly the one.”
Upon hearing that, she got frighten as if the worst had just happened,
“Yes, please, I am the one.”
Her desire to know more instantaneously grew. As he continues, “Please go ahead and let me know what`s happening?” As fear took over her body.
Franck hearing that the hospital was the one on th
In another boisterous spirit all became bright again. Three days later Junior was discharged after all medical examination were re-conducted. He was in a bouncing health mood as if his coma made him go for healing in another world. Though physically weak as a result of many days of lying down. The whole family had visited him during this time. His cousins were very happy seeing their own cousin back to life because without him their circle was incomplete. There was joy and hope again between the two families. That of Jane and her husband`s. The baby boy of the home was back. His grandparents decided to hire a house help only for him. Who was going to answer to all his caprices. For them he had been away for a lifetime and deserved all forms of honor. After all grandpa had given him the name ‘Lord Anthony’ . His room was well decorat
The rain fell with hate. Engulfed in a torrential and bursting cries, in an absolutely hell pouring turbulence flowing stream. As the lightning bolts descended like shooting spears to all angles of the city. Where echoes of the storms could be heard hitting into the gutters of the city with maliciousness. So much such that, the nountremendous pouring of the rain knitted with cloudburst took the visible city captive. rain fell with hate. Engulfed in a torrential and bursting cries, in an absolutely hell pouring turbulence flowing stream. As the lightning bolts descended like shooting spears to all angles of the city. The invisible city walls could only bear the deluge due to excess water vapor held in the warm during that day. As too much condensation of the moist air in the afternoon transpired into a drench of deep fear, provoking the rain to arrive rapidly and fiercely than the earth could actually absorb it. Hence, leading to runoffs as it pers
It was already Saturday morning. The rains of the precedential night had come and gone with all its maliciousness. Makepeville was now due for other activities with it denizens. The ‘city of noblemen’ as elders fondly call it. Unrecognizable nowadays in the stories from its corridors. It was the day the whole family decided to offer a mass of thanksgiving on behalf of Junior`s stabilized health. Anthony since birth had been a sickly kid. They had planned that after the mass, there would be a family reception in Franck`s house, including close friends. The mass was scheduled at nine o`clock in Saint Monique church. Time was already ticking as Franck and wife gathered themselves and drove to the parish. They had to be in time since they are the organizers of the occasion. Rev. Father Charles was already there getting things set. For Father Charles was with Father Juan
The conviviality that surround the house was unique. A boisterous celebration. A survival story of a long time sickling. All a jollification for the whole family. The Dubila’s and all their in-laws where there in after a long time absent mood. Surrounded by Franck’s close friends Vekov, James and Mathew. Junior ran and played with his cousins Fred, Liza and Doris. Meanwhile, the culinary sector was getting set for the whole family and friends to feed. The dinning sector was also getting set in a quick space. This section was controlled by Jane and her sisters-in-law Jessica and Dorothy. When all set, Jane hinted her husband that it was time for refreshment, that`s it item eleven time. Then Franck took to the floor. “Your attention, please, beautiful people. It`s time for us to get to the table. Before that, I would love my mother-in-law to lead us in prayers. Mama please you
It was now Sunday. A day after the party at home to celebrate Junior`s long time health recovery. Dorothy, Franck`s last sibling had also spent the night with them to help Jane in culinary sector. It was 9am in the morning. The ladies, two best friends were busy packing and arranging things in the house. Vehicles could be heard passing through the sub road near the house. Franck got up much earlier and did the cleaning of the Livingroom. He did not want all to be left at the mercy of his wife and sister. He thought it would be good to make things lighter as many hands easy up things. By nine ‘o’ clock Franck had finished his own section of clean up. Jane and Dorothy were left with the kitchen task only. It was much easier. And she also admired her husband on this domain because he did not often have the big boss syndrome at home. Even though he was a big boss at work. He always humbled himself
Inside the big rushing ambulance all the first aid formulas were applied right up to cardiac massage. The succor team was working earnestly to bring back the boy to breathing again. Despite every endeavors Junior`s condition was clearly worsening. Scaring both the succor team and the boy`s parents. It was painful. Jane could not hold it, neither could her husband. No parents could admit this. None, in Jesus’s name. It was less than thirty minutes ago. Junior who was playing and shouting with life and gaiety now lying in a lifeless state. An inadmissible truth; how life could just metamorphose with a click. This, in revealing how we were just some toy soldier in God`s hand. They arrived the hospital without Junior still showing any sign of life. He was immediately transported to the emergency ward. There, another intervention team was already set to receive him. The doctors were already informed about the case b
It was day two of Junior`s stay in the hospital. Dorothy returned to stay in her brother`s house. This is to assure all was in good order during their painful absences. Jane and Franck took care of the day-care in the hospital beside their son. With hope that any moment the doctor would come and tell them that their son was already awake. A hope that was more than anything to them, their family and well-wishers. They could give anything so that all should become normal again. Yet the only thing they had was just hope and a miracle to happen. Vekov arrived at the hospital that morning. Looking very nervous and disturbed. Probably hit by what had just occurred to his beloved godson-Anthony. He entered the main door where he saw Jane and Franck sitting helplessly on one of the hospital public seats. He went straight to meet them in all due humility like good soul with fellow friends. “J
As Franck, Vekov and Jane make their way out of the hospital. They were met with two cops from the police brigade. They were sent by their captain to meet Franck and also to investigate the situation of the child. They were already at the accident scene and were still in the keeping of the bike rider who knocked Anthony down. Investigations had started and they wanted Franck to give his statement about what actually happened at the scene. “Mr. Franck Dubila. I am agent Michael and this is agent Lisa.” The cop introduced himself and female colleague. “Greetings agents. How can I be of help to you guys?” Franck greeted and acted gently. “We`re from the central police station of Makepeville. We would like you to also give us