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. The long hand of the craggy wall clock that hung on the wall just landed on 46. Already! It was 7:46 AM and he for sure knew his father would be in the parlor for he wasn't going to miss the third round of N

soon disturbed by his dad's hurrying feet and reiterating call, 'the game, the game'. William sighed and shifted his attention to his dad who dashed into the sitting room, took hold of the remote control that laid flat

erly obnoxious, so obnoxious that he didn't notice someone was in the room and watching a show before he interrupted. He tried hard to hold back his gaze from expressing his feelings, but his eyes betrayed and flicked as he watched his dad gesturing, in amusement of the game, embroiling him with

mornin

*

l, drying up dews that sat upon leaves all through the harsh rainy night,

air, only to fade away even before reaching the first atmospheric layer of the earth. The dusty air didn't stop pedestria

at a beautiful day. She stretched the brown frilled cotton to prevent

e house and often referred to her son and husband as that though they often didn't like it. She soon realized it was a manly thing but didn't care;

. Mr. Joseph, burly and tall, was the

lls me the night would be better', Joseph tease

what attracted you at first blush

tic. 'Good morning ma.' He too

upon her waist and studied him briefly. She swiveled towards Jos

ing ignoring what was happening. 'You

s boy, if you haven't spoilt him already. He's no longer a small

, and nothing more. Why givin

speak for himself?' Joseph retorted, 'or

, and considering the circumstances around his birth. Instead, he held on to his conservativeness believing that 'a mother

upsurge before his mum could say another word. He wasn't going to be the nub of an early morning quarrel, especially no

sudden desce

?' Joseph asked, glad his son was wise

ek', he

cation. The mention of money couldn't cause havoc to the C

ffice tomorrow and I

before eating,'

ve when a sudden unfriendly wind blew into the house. The glistening sun was

ouse had grown too dark that only shadows could be seen. The wind was gale, carrying

h ordered, but the roaring lightenin

his wife shouted abo

ng towards the window in ambivalence. 'What are you doing?' but he kept on movin

re, Joseph shouted t

ere?' Will

e the windows.' J

o close to t

e heard his father's lifeless body thud on the tiled ground. Just then he heard his mother began to mumble in plea, but it was dark and couldn't see what d

bodies of his parent laid on the floor. The tears in his eyes were too heavy to fall, the

d all ended, Claire swung

d of darkness swept through the room and in one fell swoop Claire-who was still try

mocking him. He lifted his head to look at what or who they were, and to his surprise he could see clearly through his tears. The faces a