What was supposed to be a source of anger and weeping turned out to be a source of happiness for us. Although her past was painful, according to what Mrs Moore told me, we laughed about it and pretended as if nothing happened.I had a more meaningful discussion with Mrs Moore before I left her to see my old neighbours in the other buildings. Only a few of them asked me about Simeon. Most of them felt happy when I informed them that I was not going back to Charlottesville. I enjoyed the warm welcome from everyone I came across in the neighbourhood. I left for Lakesharon. Nothing feels so good as going down to Lakesharon looking around and appreciating the beauty that nature has bestowed upon the lake and its surroundings.I trekked since I considered walking over a relatively long distance, a form of body exercise, which I was very sure that my body needed at that moment. I walked along the paved road that leads to the lake, enjoying the spectacular view ahead of me.I walked for abou
I had a good time with the little boy called David. He was indeed fascinated by the sand hut I built. We talked about it for a long time before my cell phone began ringing unexpectedly. I excused myself from him to answer my call. Who else could be calling if not Melinda of course? Just the reason why she was calling at the moment was what I will find out when I pick her call."Hi, Melinda," I began with a sweet voice."Hello, Becky, are you there?" She sounded like she couldn't hear all I have said. Perhaps, a poor service network has a way of ruining things. Yes, I blamed the poor network service. "Hello, Melinda, can you hear me now?""Yes, of course, I can. Where are you at this moment?" She asked with a tone that I would like I classify as an excited one"Hey, I went for a walk, you know it's been a long time since I have walked around the neighbourhood.""Oh, that's true! No doubt about that. Take your time honey but, where are you exactly, because I'm standing right in front
The corps that Melinda was calling on the phone never answered. She dialled the number for a second time, almost a minute interval. It was at that moment that I began getting suspicious of her. Was she really calling the cops on me or was this one of her expensive jokes? I couldn't figure out actually, what he was up to. I just remained in silence and watched as the phone kept ringing."Oh, shit! What happened to the corps today? Their line is not going through, I will have to call them again to come and pick up!" She was not laughing, all the smiles on her face had disappeared.I became worried at that moment because, obviously, this is not my friend. The Melinda I knew will never do such but, why is she behaving this way? Again, all these questions were not easy to answer. But then, she dialled the number for the third time. I could not take it anymore, I stood to my feet and began talking to her. "You are not calling the cops on me, are you?" "Of course, I'm calling the cops to co
I knew that there was something wrong because Melinda wouldn't have changed the happy expression on her face to a saddened one. There was absolute silence between us for a few seconds. I wondered what she was going to say next about Johnny, I hope it's not what I'm thinking.At last, he broke the silence between us by speaking up. "Johnny has been acting weird ever since he returned home yesterday. I tried to source a piece of information from him concerning his surly mood but, he wouldn't speak out. You know, Becky, I felt bad about that. I can tell you that it has been a long since I saw him in such a state of mind."I listened carefully to all she was telling me. There was no distraction whatsoever, I. Everything I got at that moment was on her as was speaking. Nevertheless, after her brief pause, I asked her a question. "Did you try to talk to him or just kept staring without taking any action?" "Yes, I tried Becky!" Said Melinda as she gets to her feet and walked across the liv
Late in the afternoon, I walked to the grocery where I hoped to buy some food items which I will be needing to make a nice meal for Steph, the next day when she comes back.No doubt, I was very excited to have her after a long time, although we do speak on the phone often for me, that was not enough. Simeon, my ex-husband could have adopted Steph as his Steph daughter but he wouldn't do that. His answer when asked, always remains vague. He wouldn't go straight to the point. Sometimes he initiates a cover-up! The one he often gives as his defence was that, Steph was an adult and that it would not make sense anymore to have her in his home. He suggested that my daughter should stay with any of my siblings, close relatives or even her boyfriend!'How dare Simeon!' I would rebuke him back then but sadly, I had no authority to decide what happens in our home. He is the head of my household and his final decision is mine as well even though, it may not be in my interest. I was following Si
My name is Rebecca but most people especially, my friends and family members call me Becky for short. I'm a 36-year-old divorce, so sad! Of course, it will be interesting to remind you that I have been divorced three times. It's no joke that such happened to me. Who am I to question my fate? Well, I'm indeed quite happy because I never lacked financially. I have a business that is quite lucrative and has seen me through my difficult times, in terms of finance. That's just it! But, what about the other side of life? Life has been unfair to me, especially in my failed marriages. Thank God, I have a daughter, Stephanie. She is the only one that gives me hope whenever my heart becomes troubled. Oh, lest I forget, I also have a wonderful friend, Melinda, she was my childhood friend and we remained great friends even though we have hit Mid-thirties respectively. Although Melinda's husband was no more, I believe she was better than me. Unlike me, she was never divorced instead, it was the
I could not believe it, Johnny was now a bigger boy! His bears were decorated around his jaws, he has a lot of them! His muscles were big and stronger. He was not putting on any shirt, this allowed me to take a better picture of what he had become. Not only was his skin soft to be touched and attractive, but he also had some height as well. I swear, he was taller than me. His hair was long as well. I could tell from the expression on his face that he was not expecting to see me at that moment. I was the last thought on his mind as he shouted in surprise. "Aunt Becky! What in the hell! Is this you?" His very deep voice reminded me that he had long advanced from puberty to a real adult.He wasted no time throwing his arms around my waist in excitement. His head rested on my chest, gently touching the edge of my boobs. It was such an embrace! A-one of a kind! Our embrace lasted for a few seconds before, he lifted his head to face me. "Is this really you, Aunt Becky? Such a long time!" T
The Little hilarious moment made me lose interest in the picture on the wall which I was watching. My new attention was now focused on Johnny's bare chest and arms. They looked gorgeous. Although he had stopped staring at me, my eyes never stopped stealing looks from him. I did that in such a way that Melinda will never find out what was going on. However, despite my carefulness, Melinda nearly caught me after a long silence. Yes, that was because I was lost in my long stare at Johnny. She called my name immediately to draw back my attention."Come on darling, why are you thinking? Remember you are home now. Remember that you are no longer in Charlottesville instead, you are in Kingstown." As I watched, Melinda walked closer and held my left hand. Her voice changed. She was becoming emotional perhaps, she thought I was thinking about it again. It was a messy divorce I had and she thought, the pain has caught up with me again. While Melinda was speaking, Johnny quietly left the livin