Lesson #3 & the Scar

iStock Image Abebi was waiting for Becket outside of apartment building where she lived. They had arranged to meet there and then head to the park for their lesson and afterwards to the lake so that he could go for a swim. Teaching him Hausa was so much fun. He was such a good student. …

Dinner with Terrell

I kept telling him that he was too young for me although I was extremely attracted to him but he persisted and that made me feel good. The way he looked at me made me shiver with delight. He was a fine specimen and I was tempted to take him up on his offer which …

In Nairobi

It was his first night in Nairobi. He had arrived in the morning. It was the fastest flight from Hong Kong and it took 14 hours. As soon as he got to the fully furnished apartment which was enormous and immaculate, he stripped and took a shower. Feeling refreshed, he wandered from room to room, …

A Toilsome Life

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot I worked all of my life.  Didn’t have time for friends, family—people in general.  I never married nor had children.  I was married to my work.  For years, I toiled.  There seemed to be no end to it and yet, I wasn’t satisfied or content.  If only I had stopped …

The Raven

The raven, sleek and black, has always been depicted as a bird of ill omen, death and evil.  Yet, we see a different picture of this bird in the Bible.  God used ravens to feed his prophet, Elijah during the famine in Israel.  He sent Elijah to Kerith brook, east of the Jordan, instructing him, …

The New Wife

Everyone tells me that I ought to let go of my antipathy for my ex-husband’s new wife but I just can’t.  She’s everything I’m not—young, beautiful, glamorous and slim. 30 Words This was written for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here.

A Tight Spot

It wasn’t something I expected to happen but when she walked into my classroom on that first day of the Fall Term, I fell.  Imagine, a man my age falling for a girl young enough to be my daughter.  I tried my very best not to do anything about it but I’m not impervious to …

Heartstrings

"I love the way you play," he said. I smiled, flattered.  "Thank you." We were standing backstage at Carnegie Hall.  I had invited him to the performance and was thrilled that he actually came. "The way you played that piece it was as if you were telling a story.  You had me hooked." "Joshua Bell, …

Colton’s Problem

Woe to those who rise early in the morning, that they may run after strong drink, who tarry late into the evening as wine inflames them! - Isaiah 5:11 "What are you doing here?" His breath reeked of alcohol.  He was on the floor, his hair disheveled, the empty glass lying beside him.   "Go away," …

A Father’s Wish

The arias which always helped him to relax and enjoy his evenings did nothing to quell the uneasiness plaguing him.  He switched off the radio and the silence which followed was a painful reminder that he was alone.  It was near mid-night and she wasn't home as yet.  Where on earth could she be?  He …

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