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. Jack twisted his hands nervously together on her lap. How to proceed from here? She had fleetingly considered this moment in the

I must go and get,' sh

I can go. I'm home-

hardly to have shifted position. Without a word, she ha

of the distant sea, the soft breeze stirring the grass and trees into rustling movement, almost as though magnified. She waited p

urged through him. Painful memories of her past absence........ It was a terribly cynical thought, but there was a distinct air of f

don't leave me", Said Ja

is not a safe place for a single pretty ones like you,"

y brother John, who dropped out of school, ever since my father retired from his work .. Honey, my departure doesn't mean that I won't continue to love you or that I'm leavi

ne, not knowing when she would be back again. Thinking about leaving her boyfriend, she felt so lonesome in the whole wide an

or riverside weak droughts tried unsuccessfully to spiral into an eddying wind, bringing up dust and dry leaves on the footpath as she sinuously manoeuvred her way gracefully through the many turns and curves that compromised the course of home coming. The evenin

of sneezes that made Mimi's skin to crawl and get covered in goose bumps. Her mood was changing to that of premonition as each ominous sign tried very hard to out-do its predecessor. As she h

ll be dad's out-stretched arms and the usual warm emb

nto full scale run, supporting her breasts with her cupped palms. Rivulets of perspiration were now coursing down her face and arms. Her chest heaved

ory workers on the afternoon retreated, giving way to the chirpy feeling of being home in one piece. This f

eliver. This left a sudden sinking feeling in her. And instead of rusting in for her cup of refreshing water, she panned her gaze in different directions, becoming aware, for the first

abruptly stopped in her track. Dad lay on the settee with most part of his body lying lifeless on the carpet. With his hat askew, he almost looked like Michael Jackson in a death dance in his musical video clip, "Thriller". But th

at that. In the manner of professional undertakers, but without training, she deftly arranged her father's corpse straight on the settee, closing his open eye-lids, and set about informing the necessary relatives. The future loomed before her like a fire-breathing monster, and she braced herself ready to confront it, prepared to tak