Chapter 18

Stevens point of view:

The flashlight coming from the numerous cameras going off and on, really has me wishing I had shades on, it’s a major turnoff seeing this shots happen in front of me every day, like it’s a ritual I’ve come to detest.

“Let’s walk farther away from here Steve”

whispers my wife into ear. I nod and begin walking faster; my ears could detect every noisy whisper in the background, even the continuous screeches of fans and their endless wails.

“Come along” that voice, I turn and come face to face with Aunty Margaret. 

“if we could talk inside that will be better” says Margaret I look at my wives face only for me to come face to face with a red face, we walk faster so as to avoid the never ending clicks of phones and cameras, but it’s like the more we push the farther I feel from the company’s door.

After several pushes and clicks of