With a very heavy heart, Chioma called Dushan. He immediately answered. "Hi, Dushan." "Hi, Chioma. I was just about to get dressed." "Dushan, I'm so sorry but I won't be able to see you tonight. Something has come up." "Oh." He was in his bedroom about to put on his shirt. Now, he sank down …
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Maxime Confronts Rosaline
Rosaline went over to the desk to put that day's mail into the in tray when her eyes fell on a piece of notepad paper with Maxime's handwriting on it. It had flight details from to London that Friday afternoon. She picked it up and read it again. Why was Maxime going to London? And …
Life Changes
She stared at the doctor. "I'm pregnant?" "Yes." She had suspected after she had missed her period and experienced symptoms such as headache, fatigue and breast tenderness. She had taken a pregnancy test which showed a positive result but she wanted to be absolutely sure so she made an appointment with her doctor who gave …
Martina’s News
Martina and Laird were sitting in the waiting room at the doctor's office. Fortunately, she was able to get an appointment with Dr. Bradshaw. Someone had cancelled that morning. She was there because of what happened that morning when she was preparing breakfast. For some reason, the smell of scrambled eggs made her nauseous and …
Devoted Service
Although the appointment was temporary, Katherine Battle Gordy made history when she became the first woman to be U.S. Marshal. Her entire career was with the Marshals Service where for 16 years, she served as a Deputy U.S. Marshal. 39 Words Source: U.S. Marshals Service
Gina’s Problems
Two days after she was told that she had had a missed miscarriage and after carefully weighing her options, Gina decided that she would have the medical treatment because she wanted to speed up the process. She called her doctor and made an appointment. "Doctor, you said I could take the medication orally or vaginally. …
The Search For Nata
I was very discouraged from my trip to Dakar. I showed everyone I met the photo but no one seemed to know who she was or where she was. After two unfruitful weeks, I returned to Paris. I kept the photo in my wallet. I'm not sure why I did that. I looked at it …
Notes to Women 