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MOMENTS OF GRIEF
10:30 AM, THE NEXT DAY. The breeze that blew through the town of Montiel seemed cooler than the past day, Johnson perceived. But what didn't seem cool and normal to him was the multiple times he sent her texts. Some delivered, the others weren't. His anxiety peaked. The thoughts of dashing through the gates, fighting against the heavy fists of the guards that stood gigantic at the gate of Alvarez Ortiz's mansion brew through the chambers of his heart. Moments after he had breakfast, Mr Emerson had dropped a message, they also indulged in a lengthy call— the digression of the moments his boss encountered at the airport. The misplacement of his device, how he took a wrong cab in the city of Philadelphia and got robbed of his belongings. Johnson reminisced on how bouyant Mr Emerson’s voice was, how he joyfully inquired about the affairs of the Barbershop and his welfare. Johnson, thrilled and amazed from the frequency of optimism his guardian entailed, kept walking on the sideways of
FANTASIES AND FULFILLMENT
She moved her body, slightly away from the pool. The lights from the building glistened heavily on her skin. The waters, calm. She picked up her phone, grinned heavily, hitting her fingers on the screen. “There you go ma” the voice echoed from behind. She startled. Swiftly tilting her face from the screen, away from the pool. In quick yearning to discover the feminine voice that spoke.Draped in an all white blouse and skirt, an apron that shielded her chest. The glass cup remained in her hand, ready to be delivered to the anxious Vivian who donned heavily in her swimsuit.“Ohhh” she eased her nerves with a deep breathe, eyes closed against the breeze that blew heavily in the atmosphere.“He said I should give it to you” the bartender proclaimed, pointing her hands towards the balcony of the second floor in the suite.There he was, with his shirt unbuttoned, his chest being visible, his hair short, soft and curly, danced to the rhythm of the breeze, sided by two other muscular gu
IN CONTROL
“He has given me control and independence from when I clocked 15, but this trust he has instilled in me now, I shouldn't jeopardize it and make any silly mistake” Johnson whispered. He was alone, down in the basement, head laid down on his fluffy mattress, eyes syncing with the swing the ceiling fan produced. He didn't stay, as proposed by Mr Emerson who must have landed in Philadelphia, he pondered. His boss's household has been thrown into a state of mourning. Mr Emerson had made a promise, when he's done with his final year exams at St Mark High school and also the prestigious State Scholarship examination for college enrollment, he would have a lengthy vacation with the Camaras and feel the warmth Philadelphia has to offer.“Oh my days, she must have replied my lengthy text” From the day he received the letter from Vivian, with her phone number placed at the back of their envelope and with a proposed date for both of them to meet, Johnson hasn't missed a day, consistently commun
Mother And Daughter Moments
CROVER AVENUE PARK, 5pm “When you brought it back home that day, the way you presented it threw me off-balance Ariana” she confessed. Her right hand was glued onto her daughter’s waist. The park was scanty. A dog rallied around, with its owner making it chase a ball. Bonding and creating moments in a solemn environment, this was something she craved for, but her mother's job nature prevented that from occurring, with CROVER PARK being the perfect spot for both of them. She felt joyous when her mum proclaimed the park date. Ariana recalled when she questioned her mum about the timing and her job “we are on a break, that's why Mrs Josephine came around today”. Those were the exact words of Juliet to Ariana in the later hours of the day Ariana came back with a gift from Coach Jasper. The gift, now held fistful in her hands, as they thumped gently on the greeny surface of the park. “So he has never gifted anyone who scored a single hat-trick the team ball?” “No mum, he gives us groc
THE VISITATION
The paintings were still arranged in sequence. The portraits, every member of the Emerson’s family, hunged close to the bunch of flowers. Johnson beamed with smile. This place, his first fortress that groomed him with love and warmth. The scenes replayed back in his head. The yard with the nearby neighbors, the basketball court then, now turned into a grocery store. He wondered when that occured, perhaps it's been years he used the unusual route to his Boss's abode.A bungalow that oozed elegance, a Ford mustang and a smalll Toyota Camry parked in front, flowers and greens serenading each corner of the Emerson's crib. Johnson moved closer to the flower vase where the portraits lay, he grinned from ear to ear as his hands up picked the one where he carried baby Joaquin and little Lily, resting her head on his arms. The thirteen years old boy in picture then, fully transitioned into a man now. Slight strands of hairs already covering his chin and jaw, the ones his upper lip weren't v
TALES OF JOY
“Boy you don't mean it?” Head swerving away from the glistening mirror erected right in front of the cozy black chair that swallowed his buttocks. The whispers from the other angle seemed less. Mr Emerson's children, with their face glued to their iPads. The audio that chimed out from its speaker didn't interfere with the laughter, chattering mixed with the hummings of the clipper Johnson handled.“For real Mr Ramirez” hands smacking against the ignition button of the vibrating hair tool. Johnson, like a narrator in front of his multitude, dominated the stage now. The counterpart, whose legs crossed against each other, ears hovered in vast anticipation to wholly digest these tales.“So she made you droll, and you acted the way I instructed Johnny?” Ramirez, with his heavy mustache dangling in rhythm to his speech. Enzo, still on the waiting chair, was already drowned in the yappings. “Mr Rami, honestly that was my first time. But I'm still stunned on how I kept my cool and looked lik
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