Novels by Liam Philip

All Sarah Lawrence saw was a shining light and then everything became pitch black accompanied with searing pain.“My eyes! What the hell; my eyes” Sarah Lawrence dropped to her knees, clawing at her cheeks trying to take off the pain she felt.Sarah Lawrence stretched her hands forward, blindly reaching for something; anything that could make the pain stop while the liquid burned deeper. Bang! Sarah Lawrence could only hear muffled sounds from the blow one of the gang members left on her face. Five men who stood over six feet entered the apartment, Their faces were covered and the word PRAY tattooed on their neck. “What’s going on, Sarah?” “Who are these people,Sarah?” Elena Lawrence asked, moving towards the door. One of the men with a hand as large as an elephant trunk jacked Elena Lawrence up by her shirt and threw her like a rag doll.“Ah!” Elena Lawrence screamed her back landing on the television screen and her face stumbling first into the center table in the living room

“Abel, breakfast is ready” Sarah’s voice echoed through the house.“I’m coming,” Abel Scott replied. He crossed the tie on his neck to the right, to form a knot. Then he moved it back and back to the right. He was confused on what way to go. Abel Scot sighed, dragging the tie off his neck. “I guess that is it” “Abel” Sarah called again from the living room. “Your food is going to get cold” Abel looked at the ceiling pleading for some invention of some sort. “I will be there shortly”“Hmmm..” Abel Scott took a slow breath as he walked into the living room, letting the warm aroma fill his lungs. “Is that scrambled eggs and toasted bread I perceive?” He asked.“Oh yes, coupled with the faint aroma of fresh coffee.” Sarah Lawrence added, a warm gently spreading across her face. “Oh! My favorite” Abel Scott said, dragging the chair to sit down. Abel Scott grabbed a fork and shoveled clumps of the scrambled eggs into his mouth, barely chewing, he grabbed the toasted bread and ripped it

The apartment was not like the mansion but it was comfortable. Cracked sidewalks snaked through weedy grass. Most of the building's paint was falling apart and sagging roofs moving like they were tired of standing. A rusting mini van with two Missing wheels sat as a permanent fixture beside the curb. The sun peeped through the windows of the apartment casting golden stripes on the little desk that now serves as desk and dinner for Abel Scott and his family at the apartment. He stares blankly into the laptop screen sitting comfortably on the desk as he prepares his resume. “What are you doing,darling?” Sarah Lawrence asked, running her fingers through Abel Scott’s hair.“I’m preparing a resume and cover letter for my application.” Abel Scott said. “Wow that’s amazing, babe!” Sarah Lawrence was elated. She bent over to plant a kiss on Abel Scott's cheeks. “What role are you applying for, darling?” Sarah Lawrence enquired.“I’m writing to express my interest in the Warehouse Supervis

“What!”“Mum, what is it?” Sarah Lawrence asked. Every eye in the hospital lobby now fixated on Elena Lawrence.Elena Lawrence stood still, her eyes wide open. Finally shaking off the shock, she whispered “The mansion is on fire”“What mansion?” “Mr Schmidt mansion!”“I can’t believe this, why do bad things keep happening to us?”Abel Scott Excused himself to answer his ringing phone. It was Mr Jackson Alfred calling to give him a report on the situation. Elena Lawrence gave Abel Scott an angry stare. “Hello, Hello! Elena are you there” Mr Zack Lawrence's voice echoed through the phone. “Yes, my love. I’m with you.”“What do we do now?” Elena Lawrence asked her husband “Stay where you are, Mr Jackson Alfred and I are coming to pick you guys up”Elena Lawrence cuts the call and lets out a long, weary sigh. “This is really sad”“Where is that good for nothing man called Abel Scott?” Elena Lawrence eyes scanning through the lobby like a vicious dog.“Abel Scott can never be relied u

Six hours later…Abel Scott and Mrs Elena Lawrence are still waiting for the doctor's response in the other ward as the surgery proceeds.“Abel, do you in any way know how we can be able to get access to this Mr Schmidt?” Mrs Elena Lawrence asked as she stared at the clock on the wall.“I'm really sorry Mrs Elena Lawrence, why would you assume that I would know of Mr Schmidt's whereabouts?”“I really don't know anything about Mr Schmidt.”“I know you don't, but what of Mr Jackson Alfred, the one who for God knows why lied to us that his Mr Thomas Wilson?”“If you can at least talk to him and get him to maybe book an appointment with Mr Schmidt for us, that would be really great.”“We need to find out who Mr Schmidt is and why he is helping Sarah Lawrence, my daughter.” Mrs Elena Lawrence said as she faked a smile towards Abel Scott.“Mrs Elena, I don't think that would be a great idea, Mr Jackson Alfred is a very busy man, and I don't think he can even help us get across to Mr Schmidt

“Abel, how do you propose we fix my daughter's blindness?” Mr Zack Lawrence immediately asked.“Well a friend of mine, who happens to be a medical doctor, has offered to help us fix Sarah's blindness.”“I know it's a lot to take in, I know you people have actually tried a lot of doctors, but my intel has assured me that Doctor Philip really knows how to fix Sarah.”“Your intel?” Mrs Elena Lawrence asked, her eyebrows furrowed in a show of curiosity and bewilderment.“I meant my friend who is a doctor, he can fix Sarah.”“I have already booked an appointment at his office tomorrow morning.” Abel Scott said as he gazed at Mr Zack Lawrence, his father-in-law.“Very well, Abel, I will permit you to take my daughter for the twentieth hospital check since she got her eyes damaged.”“Wait a minute, do you actually keep tabs on that, dad?” Sarah Lawrence immediately asked as she stared at her dad's direction even though she was blind.“Yes, Sarah, I have actually been keeping tabs on a lot o