***Padens***He made her laugh throughout. She stood to use the lady's room once. It was only to control herself from bursting into spontaneous laughter. "My God!" She muttered whimsically when she got into the lady's room. And she instantly began to laugh at how Padens had been munching on his chicken soup. However, instead of disgusting her it amused her, she liked him. She liked the way his mouth moved when he chewed while still keeping his lips pursed tightly.His eyes did their fair share of galavanting all over her face and her chest. They went all the way from her head to her shoulders. Sasha got the feeling his eyes were looking at the shape of her breasts beneath the gown she had worn.Standing in front of the mirror in the lady's room, she could see why he had been looking at her chest. Her nipples are showing against the gown and it would take not much of a squint to see the tiny bulge they made in the gown.Now, she regretted not wearing a bra underneath the gown. She fel
***Sasha***Is he courting me? Sasha asked herself when she gazed back and saw the dancing stage. Even in her youthful years, she had not gotten anything close to this from Harvey. She was fighting back tears so hard because she'd be more than embarrassed if he saw her crying.When she turned to him, he was smiling brightly, his eyes catching hers. Her heart paused for a moment. She struggled to breathe but instead, she swallowed and wondered what he would think of her if he knew she was divorced and had lost a child.The way he looked at her was different from the way anyone has ever looked at her. She shoved down the intense urge to stand up, walk up to him, take his mouth into hers, and press their bodies together till his groin grinds against hers. It was becoming unbearable. Just as looking into his eyes.Suddenly her mind was fuelled with unexpected courage. She was going to enjoy this moment to its fullest. How much of him was she going to get tonight? She'll wait and see.In
***Sasha***She was still going through emails when Bob knocked on her door. She had barely been able to stop thinking about Padens and do something useful. "A minute please, I'm coming," she said and was happy her voice was heard.Sasha dropped her laptop from on her bed and cursed under her breath. She prayed it was not Mathew because she had no explanation for not being able to attend his prayer sessions as she had promised.She stood up, slid her legs into a bedroom slipper, and changed into a more decent dress. She was not going to embarrass herself again like she did last night with Padens so she hurriedly hung her nightie inside the wardrobe before heading to the door. She was still zipping the back of her dress as she raced for the door.Wondering who it might be, she placed her hands on the doorknob and drew it back. It was Bob. He smiled at her. "Good morning, ma.""Good morning," she replied, trying to figure out what he was doing at her place so early in the morning. She
***Sasha***"My parents and I used to have picnics on holidays. And I must confess I miss the feeling that comes with it," she said in a melancholic voice and bowed her head down a little before raising it to his face then began to nib on the cracker. She was regretful that she brought her personal life into this."I'm sorry," He studied her face, and general appearance for a moment. "Some things just tend to hold memories we can not seem to bury no matter how hard we try to forget them. It's like letting go means losing a part of what makes whole," he acknowledged that he also had memories that were triggered. It was wonderful that they both had a mutual feeling about the picnic and this made it more lovely. Suddenly, he sat up straight, raising his shoulders up, and stared into a tray with a spoon in his hand. "You know, Sasha, I used to have little picnics like this with my wife even before she gave birth to our son. We'd laugh and laugh. Eat and end up in the pool," his soft hus
Sasha's POV "Here are the divorce papers, I've signed them. I'm grateful that my marriage with you has finally come to an end," I flung the papers at Harvey as he emptied the bottle of whiskey he was holding into his mouth. "I never wish to ever have anything to do with you again."Tears pooled up in my eyes and began to find their way down my cheeks.I loved Harvey. I loved him with everything I had and this… this… this was how he paid me…I wonder how that mouth was once the sweetest thing I've ever tasted. I've done everything humanly possible to revive the spark between us. But, I've had enough. Today was the day I was going to leave Harvey. I've endured for too long, I cannot endure anymore. He killed the very hope that was holding us together. O! My poor Daniel. Harvey killed him. "Where do you think you'll go? You don't have anywhere to go, remember? I'm all you've got in your fucking miserable life," He paused and dropped the whiskey. "O- I've always known you were a prost
Sasha stretched her body on the bed as she woke up to the glint of light that had taken over the room. It was a new day. Last night, she had prayed to not be part of today; she had prayed for death. But then, "Does God even answer her prayers?" She was about to begin her pool of questions when she admitted to herself that it was too early for that. Sasha knew she had sinned in the past but did God not say to ask forgiveness and forgiveness shall be given? Why then was her case different?She smuggled out of the bed and walked barefoot into the bathroom. She brushed and washed her face. "Good morning world. It's another day to throw your worst at me," she mused.To be sincere, nothing would make her happy. If there was anything then it was to hear that Harvey had been crushed by a train. No, she doesn't want him to die, death would only be an easy escape route for him. She wants him to be in a situation in which he'd have to wish for death but he would not get it. She continued to imag
"I feel filthy, Lord. Cleanse my soul"Sasha and Mathew walked down the road that led to the south of the hotel. They were headed to a local bakery Mathew had suggested they checked out. He was so sure of the idea that Sasha had begun to think he knew who owned the bakery."There's a local bakery in the southern street from here. Let's go there. You'll bake the cake there. This was what he had said. Sasha was surprised at the certainty of the statement she went on to ask if he had been there for something like this before. She laughed when he answered in disagreement."The good Lord will sort everything for us. Have faith my dear." He had assured her that the Lord works in miraculous ways.Sasha wished she had his faith. To be content with everything. To believe in God. To stride into dark caves certain God will provide a light and pave a way for her. She lacked faith and she knew it. Perhaps, God had been testing her to see if she'll run back to him. She remembered some lines from Go
"You're married?" Mathew asked, his concern evident in his voice.Sasha took a deep breath and looked up at him, ignoring his question. "My baby...my baby died," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes again.Mathew's heart sank. There was nothing he could say to take away Sasha's pain, but he tried his best to console her. " So sorry. That must be so hard for you. It's really a great loss for a parent to have to witness the death of their child. I share in your pains. May God console you and bless the young soul in his grave.""Sasha shook her head. ".t's just so unfair, you know? My baby was so young and innocent. Why did he have to die. None of it was his fault. He… he… he?" She stammered, her voice was breaking.Mathew looked at her with pity and understanding. "I know it's hard for you. But sometimes things happen for a reason. Maybe your baby's purpose was to bring love and joy into your life, even if it was just for a short time. And maybe now, your baby is in a better plac