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The trip to Cartonica had been gruesome, lasting seventeen hours, but Cameron had paid no attention to the time spent. If it were within his power, he would have stopped the pilot from giving them the two-hour stopover that occurred in between the trips. As he got down from the phone, he quickly took off his phone from the flight mode as previously advised by the pilot and placed a call through to Becca. The call droned on until it was forwarded to the answering machine. It was strange for her to leave her phone hanging, but then strange things had been happening these days—a lot of strange things. He properly straightened the jacket he was wearing and headed towards the relaxation area like the other travellers, paying constant attention to the expensive, shiny timepiece on his hand, measuring the time used and the time he still had. He looked around the airport, searching for somewhere he could find something to fill his stomach on, and discovered where they had landed was more
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Lana sat in the depressingly massive office space, staring at the mountainous stacks of paper sitting before her in a very neat manner as a million thoughts crossed to and from the thresholds of her mind. She tried her possible best to make it make sense to her in a way she knew wouldn’t. Cameron had not told her he had a family; no, he never mentioned a family in her hearing, and now that she knew about it, she couldn’t help but fight the feeling of doubt and uncertainty that was slowly finding her way to the memories of him that she held sacred. Restless, she stood up from the chair and paced to and fro the office space, not even knowing where she was itching from. She took her phone and went to his office upstairs, not looking for anything in particular. On getting to the door of his office, she met the secretary prancing out of the office. “What were you doing?” she asked suspiciously. “I went to supervise the cleaner and made sure she did her job the way she’s supposed to,”
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The company’s cafeteria, known affectionately as “The Hub," was a warm and welcoming oasis in the midst of the bustling corporate landscape. The aroma of freshly cooked food wafted through the air, enticing employees to take a break from their desks and gather around the tables. Known for its warm and inviting atmosphere, the Hub boasts comfortable seating and vibrant décor, and the menu is diverse and affordable, offering a range of options to suit various tastes and dietary needs. The Hub serves a mix of classic comfort food, international cuisine, and healthy options, all at prices that were streamlined to suit the needs of the middle- and low-class workers of the company. From hearty sandwiches and soups to flavorful curries and stir-fries, there’s something for everyone. Lana watched as employees lingered over their meals, the hum of conversation and the clinking of utensils against plates creating a sense of community and camaraderie. The Hub seemed to be more than a place to
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The thirty minutes were shorter than he had anticipated, and with the assistance of the embedded computer in the car, he effortlessly navigated his way to the carefully structured city of Singer. As he drove, he tried to remember some places or roads but discovered that most of the structures he was familiar with were either bulldozed off or renovated to look like something new. He remembered how the TV presenter had described Singer on a programme in the past year. ‘Singer, the capital of the famous Cartonica offers a home to all and many; businessmen and women, industrialists, students, entrepreneurs, and even thieves, loafers, and criminals will have somewhere to put their heads. Home to the Myers Dual Islands, one of the most beautiful chains of private islands in the region, it boasts the most entrepreneur-filled city of the year. When you are thinking tourism next, think Singer, the city of skyscrapers.’ He turned away from the busy motorway to the more private road that led
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“Why is the house void and empty? Where are all the maids?” Cameron questioned, taking in the beauty of the hallway as they walked past it. “They are retired to their quarters, sleeping. You know how Mother always capitalises on retiring to bed early,” she replied, taking Cameron down another trip through memory lane. “Yeah, yeah, I do.” He chuckled, trying to keep abreast of the moment. “Welcome back; you’re finally here after all these years.” She spun back to look him directly in the eye and raised her hand to caress his face, suddenly realising how tall he had become. “How long has it been? Fifteen years?” Cameron nodded his head in approval, suddenly ashamed of how long he had forgotten this place he had once treasured. “Go to bed now and rest well; we’ll visit Mother first thing in the morning,” she urged, opening the door of his long abandoned room for him. “I’ve had it cleaned and arranged, but I also made sure it was exactly the way you left it. Welcome back home, princ
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“Becca? Are you with me?” His voice jolted her back to life, pulling her away abruptly from her reverie. “Yeah?” she answered, looking around the room like a chicken that had just witnessed the sacrificing of her mother. “I had been talking with you for over five minutes now, and you were not responsive.” “Five minutes? Was I lost in thought for five minutes?” “A little more than that. I was about to ask you what happened to mom.” “Well,” she started, “she had this coronary artery disease. It’s a heart condition where the lungs do not seem to have the strength to carry the blood to the heart, and the heart also doesn’t have the strength to pump enough blood.” “I didn’t know you were a medical prodigy,” he commented. She shrugged, staring daggers at him. “That was how the doctor described it. Now, coronary artery disease doesn’t have a cure; it can only be mitigated by pills and a change in lifestyle. But then, in the worst case, a heart transplant would be the only pathway ou
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The churning blades of the helicopter rotated faster, and the vehicle glided smoothly above the city’s towering skyscrapers towards the hospital. Cameron looked out the window, enthralled by the breathtaking view of the landscape that his seat offered. It was going to be short, and he was pained by that. Before they knew it, they started their descent on the hospital rooftop, where a big ‘H’ sign indicated the helipad. With practiced accuracy and precision, the internationally recognised and decorated retired Air Force pilot put the big bird down without any hassle, with officials on the helipad opening the door on both sides. As the elevator slowly fell floor by floor, Cameron’s mind couldn’t help but get flooded with anticipation and anxiety. Even without seeing his sick mom, his soul was already getting filled with sadness at what he might meet, and in a corner of his heart, he prayed that his elder brother would not be there. They got inside the hallway and walked to the desig
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The whole Myers family couldn’t help but cry as they became reunited with Cameron, the second son, after fifteen years, especially under these circumstances. “Where’s Nolan?” Cameron asked amidst sobs. “As usual, he’s out on another conference in the Maldives. He’s trying to get the government to score a contract that would bring Singer’s islands and archipelagoes to a whole new level of tourism, just like the Maldives. “He’s trying his possible best, you know? And he misses you.” “I doubt that,” he countered, his voice lowering to almost a whisper so he wouldn’t hurt his mother any further. The doctor on duty came inside the hospital with a nurse, carrying a tray containing some glass bottled liquids and some syringes with a plate of food beside it. “Good morning, Mr. Myers,” the doctor greeted. "Morning, doctor,” both father and son replied in unison. The doctor, confused and shocked, looked at the both of them with questioning eyes. “Oh, he’s my son. The prodigal son,” hi
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