Outdoor Dining & a Trip to Rome

It was a Sunday evening and they were on their way to Dalloway Terrace to have dinner. Dushan was in the living-room waiting for Chioma. She walked into the room and stood there, facing him. "How do I look?" she asked. His eyes traveled slowly over her. "You look amazing in that dress," he said. …

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Taliban Restrictions & Assignments

"What's the matter, Honey?" Dushan asked Chioma. "Remember how I told you that I really wanted that assignment on the latest Taliban restrictions on Afghan women?" "Yes." "Well, Lydia decided to send Josh, one of our male reporters instead." "Did she tell you why she decided to send him instead of you?" "She said that …

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Ruth Visits Dushan

Dushan was in the lobby of his building, waiting for a cab to take him to the synagogue for a Shabbat afternoon programme because Chioma had borrowed his car to drive to an assignment which was in Manchester when Ruth walked in. His heart sank. What did she want? Why couldn't she leave him alone? …

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Buenos Aires, Here We Come

"I got a very exciting assignment," Chioma told Dushan. They were at his flat and had just finished having dinner which he had prepared earlier that day. He was an excellent cook. "Oh. What's the assignment?" He looked at her and it occurred to him that she didn't seem excited at all. "I get to …

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The Cycle

Photo by Brenda Cox “Where have you been?” “Out on assignment.  There’s this street art bike on wall editorial I’m working on.  It’s really cool.” “Have you forgotten that Uncle Lorne’s funeral is today?” “No, I haven’t forgotten.” “Well, let’s go then.” “I’m not going.” Mona stared at her sister.  “What do you mean you’re …

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The Photo

"Check this out." Elvira showed me a photo on her cell. I froze when I saw it. It was a photo of Markus and a young woman. "Do you recognize the man in the photo?" "It's-it's Mr. Adelmann." "Yes. Doesn't he look hot and much younger?" "Who's that with him?" "Madeline's friend, Eliška." Madeline was …

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Seong Fesses Up

Sunlight streamed into the room of the penthouse he bought the last time he was in New York because he was getting tired of staying in expensive hotels. He had moved into the unit although it was still being renovated at the time. It overlooked Central Park. It was Saturday morning. Kecia blinked, trying to …

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Together Again

It was after ten and I had overslept. Sunlight was streaming through the window in my bedroom. I stretched and then got up. I headed straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower. After I toweled my skin dry, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I needed a shave. I picked …

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The Walk Home

“It’s nice of you to walk me home,” she said, smiling shyly at him as they cut across the field. The sun cast a soft glow on her face with its large brown eyes which seemed to dance every time she looked at him, making his heart skip a beat.  She was the prettiest girl …

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