It was New Year’s Eve and Dushan and Chioma were at his friend’s party. It was after ten and the party was in full swing. His friend, Jeffrey and his long time girlfriend, Lynn lived in an industrial style loft three bedroom apartment in Camden. It was modern and beautifully decorated for the holidays. A… Read More Ringing in the New Year
“Are you cold?” Hank asked Ede. They had just stepped outside of the airport and were going to the pick-up location for a taxicab to take them to his mother’s house in Hawthorne. “Not really,” she replied as her eyes darted everywhere with excitement. They were finally in Portland after a very long flight. Being… Read More In Portland
“Wow! You look amazing!” She smiled shyly. “Thank you. You look amazing too.” “Thanks. I’ve never seen you wear your hair like that before. It suits you and so does the dress.” “Thank you. I don’t wear my hair like this because it’s so thick. And I bought this dress because I liked the style… Read More A Night Out in Hanoi
The sun was still shining and I was feeling really good. I knew I was looking sharp in my fancy new suit. I wanted to impress Jully. I left my place and got in my car, anxious to be on my way. I couldn’t wait to see her. It was all I could think about.… Read More The Slow Dance
Last night, we watched a documentary on Zohra, Afghanistan’s first all-women orchestra named after the Persian goddess of music and made up of girls and women between the ages of 13-20, from a Kabul orphanage, was created in 2010 as a symbol of freedom from Taliban rule. I was truly inspired by these gifted girls… Read More Silenced, For Now
“Antonia, I suggested to Martina and Laird that I wanted to have dinner with her parents the night before the wedding and they both said it was a good idea.” “Won’t Laird–and Martina be there?” “No. Just the two of us and her parents.” “Are you going to have the dinner here?” “No, at a… Read More Mr. Pendlebury’s Suspicion
Antonia watched Laird and Martina, anxious for them to leave. It was torture seeing them together. After Martina and Mr. Pendlebury returned to the drawing-room, talking and laughing, Laird had immediately left her to join them. Even though she lived there, she felt like an outsider and she hated Martina for that. Laird, oblivious to… Read More A Bitter Taste
“You’re the only woman I trust Rory with,” Emlyn said to me. We were in the living-room on a Sunday afternoon. She had invited me to have lunch with her and Rory. I was on the loveseat while she was on the matching sofa. She and I were more like sisters than friends. We have… Read More A Friend’s Trust
As the guests trickled in, he greeted them with smiles and handshakes. The women were dressed to the hilt in their exquisite gowns and adorned with Opals and onyx while the men sported tuxedos. Every now and then, his gaze drifted over to where the cars were, expecting to see her alight from one of… Read More The Gala
He was in the library when Benson informed him that he had a visitor and that she was waiting for him in the drawing-room. “Has she been waiting long?” he asked. “No, Sir. She arrived about ten minutes ago.” “Thank you, Benson.” He straightened his sweater and combed his fingers through his hair. His heart… Read More Gerhardt’s Disappointment
Notes to Women 