Emilia did not find Dion in his office just like the PA had told her just outside the door—he was still in the men’s toilet. She waited for Dion. In no time Dion walked in. He saw that it was Emilia just by the vibrant colours she wore. The woman sat at the desk facing away from the door as it should be. Dion sighed, “What do you want now?”With the sound of his voice, she stood and turned to see him, “Dion.” She went and brushed her lips on his cheek. “How are you?”“I’m fine. And yourself?” Dion sat himself back on his chair. “Should I get you something to drink?”“No, I’m good. Um, Dion?” she wore her saddest face.Dion started looking for the file he was to look at.Emilia sat back down facing Dion, in between was the desk separating them, “Are you still mad at me?”“Where is this damn file?” he gently whispered. &ldquo

The helper found the Liam and Daphne still asleep. Liam laid at Daphne’s feet with his face buried under the book. Daphne’s head hung down from the matrass. Her book faced down on her stomach. They must have drifted into sleep while reading.That immediately got the help laughing, her laughter was enough to wake them up. They realised instantly, that they were late to escort Dion through the day.“It’s fine. Get me their substitute. I cannot be late,” Dion ordered.Dion was meeting Mrs Wong that day. He was to accommodate her and show her places around the country. Bowman had requested Dion to build good alliance with the woman who would in turn assist them in branching out to China.Dion also realised that it was his mission to help the woman meet her other business goals in the country. He had made peace with escorting her to her other meetings, and help her cut deals with new clients.The driver first dropped the ki

It didn’t take too long for Mpumi to wake up again after hitting her skull on the floor from that dreadful fall. She forced herself up, she went for her drawer and drew out a little bottle of medicine. She opened it, only to find just one pill.**--F*ck!--*She threw it away. She cursed more. After she took a short to time to calm down, she went and took it back. She swallowed the one pill she had left with the aid of water. Now she tossed the empty bottle away.**--I am going suffer this pain. It won’t go away. I don’t have money to get more medication. Oh, what to do, what to do. --** …………………………………………………………………………….. It was only in the evening that the PA saw the file from Mpumi. “How did thi

Vincent followed Sphesihle after school. He wanted to know where she was rushing off to so frequently at the sound of the siren. He saw her go around the school. She stopped at the swimming pool. It was the school’s oldest swimming pool. It was less used and less visited. She started pulling off her clothes until she was in her swim suit. She jumped in. That was all Vincent saw.……………………………………………………………………………………………… Mpumi had locked herself in her room all day long. She did not open for the landlord who banged on her door and yelled. Instead, she chewed on her noodles and played on music through her earphones.Her phone started ringing. “Hello?” she answered, and it was Thabo. Thabo w

Vincent woke up in the middle of the night and found Dave’s bed empty. Vincent was woken up by his dry throat—he needed water. He was heading to the kitchen to get himself a glassful but he paused in his tracks along the corridor when he heard soft music coming from one of the rooms.He followed the sound intensity and it led him to the room on the next floor up. It was a music room with instruments and few music notes and books.Seeing his brother enter, Dave gently paused.“You should be in bed,” Vincent said to Dave. “Have you seen the time? Three in the morning.”“Did I wake you up?”“No. I got thirsty, actually.” He was near his little brother now, “How often do you come here to practice, Dave? You seem way ahead of music already!”Dave laughed with his brother, he was pleased to hear that. His older brother was showing appreciation of his work, it meant a lot to hi