Henry woke up the next day, it was a hot afternoon. He woke up with a banging headache. He squinted his eyes as he looked through his phone checking the time. He reached for the table, he found a table on the side with a cup of water. A note had been laid out indicating that it was aspirin for his headache. He took it and slowly got out of bed. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, he needed a real break. A vacation where he could relax. His eyes were sunken and red His skin was pale. He noticed he had a cut on his lower lip as he had been in a fight, that was when the events of the previous night began rushing in. He had been in a fight at his bar. He remembered it clearly because of how terrified it made him feel. He had a flash of the past, so vivid he almost had a panic attack. He had fought back aggressively, he knew the person he had attacked would be in bad shape. He showered, thoroughly washing every bit of his body. Then his mind trailed to his son. When he was done, h
Henry had just tucked in Asher for the night. He had a long day and all he wanted to do was sleep. He walked up the stairs to his room. He opened it to find Angela inside which was weird to him. She did not enter his room for a long time now especially when he wasn’t around. So you could imagine his surprise when he walked inside his room at night and found her stark naked applying lotion. She slipped on a black lingerie. If he was surprised his face did not show at all. He walked inside to his side of the bed, arranged the pillows and laid on it. He would have to go in early tomorrow morning to attend all the meetings he had postponed for later. He shut his eyes not long after. She turned around to look at him in surprise, she couldn’t believe he had completely ignored her presence and not made any comment about her being in his room. She watched in disbelief as he shut his eyes. The old him would have freaked out about her being naked. Her heartbeat surged. “Can I turn off the lig
Ashley embraced Mrs Denver tightly. “I hate that this had to happen” Mrs Denver looked more frail and pale. “I hate it more I promise you" Ashley held on to her. “We didn’t even get to do all that we planned to. We still had a lot ahead of us...” “I know it sucks" “I thought the arthritis was getting better. I gave you all your medications. You had all your massages on time. What could have happened?” she asked in a tear-filled voice, she got to her feet and walked up to the man at the door, he was Mrs Denver’s younger brother. “Sir Adam I took good care of her" He held her hand. “It wasn’t your fault. You did your best. I love how you took care of her. She adores you, you are all she talks about” he smiled at her, “And I can’t appreciate you enough for all you did...” he exchanged glances with his sister. “It’s just that she needs to get better and this is possible if the doctors can monitor her, she needs to receive special trea...” “Come on here Ash, stop talking about me like
Henry Allen sat across from the chief doctor in Brook memorial hospital and other stake holder’s. They were in a meeting concerning the expansion of this arm of the business. Henry was always bored with meetings like this. That was why very often he was represented by Adrian. However, Adrian had his hands full and he couldn’t make out time to be around. “Can we get recess?” Henry suddenly interrupted them. There was a very brief pause “Of course” one of them said. He got to his feet, smoothened his suit and stepped out. The offices were located on the top floor of the hospital. It was a beautiful serene environment away from the chaos and gloominess that was the hospital. It was a very different situation on the lower floors. He walked the pathway, his hands tucked in his pocket. He decided to take a stroll to the lower floor, his keen eyes looked out for anything that was out of place. He got to the 4th floor of the 7-storey building. He stopped by an office and was talking to so
Asher was making baby noises in his crib as he tried desperately to chew on his rubber toy, his sock-clad tiny legs shot up in the air. Henry momentarily stopped what he was doing to peer lovingly at his son. He had a pleased smile on his face. He packed up his documents, and his finger came in contact with one stray piece of paper, he sighed, and his pleased mood disappeared like the wind. His fingers brushed against it, he picked it up and peered closely at it. It was one of the receipts for a luxury hotel bill that he thought he had previously cancelled but his wife had gone on with the same man based on the description he could gather and the clips he could watch. The thing was he hadn’t been working. Well in the true sense of the word he had been working hard but not on his job-related stuff. He had been digging up dirt on Angela and there was a lot of dirt. In all honesty, he had not been in the right frame of mind for any intellectual work. He had spent his time searching up s
Henry twirled around in his office chair, today was one of the days he had to be in his office in person. His laptop sat forgotten on his desk as his mind was occupied with something else. His phone rang interrupting his musings, that was weird he thought to himself. He directed all his calls to his secretary and so she had to notify him of who was on the other end before the call was sent to him, except for emergencies... He grabbed the phone immediately. “Hello, what happened to Asher?” There was a brief pause on the other end before a lady asked “Asher?" The colour drained from his face at the sound of the voice on the other end. “Is that the name of my grandson?” “What do you want?” “You won’t even let me meet him, I could only get a few pictu...” “What do you want mother?” he cut her off. She sighed audibly. “What else would a mother want, more than a relationship with her son and grandson. I just want to be involved in your life” “Isn’t it too late for that?” he asked d
Ashley looked like the ghost of her former self, she had not left the house for days or done anything. She had on a big grey basketball polo with black and white checkered baggy pants that hung low on her waist. Her hair was messy and unruly, she had dark circles around her eyes, her lips were dried. There were tears streaks on her face. She found her mother on the other end as soon as she opened the door of her room. "What are you doing here?” she asked surprisingly. Vera took a long look at her. “Look at you Ashley, you look like hell!” “Woah! Mother, thank you for the compliment" She proceeded to walk away but Vera stood in front of her obstructing her. “You know that is not what I mean at all, I am sure you know that" she explained. “It is just, the only time I saw you like this was when you lost your father. I understood how much you were hurting then. Seeing you now I know she must have meant so much to you. I wish I had met her before she passed on...” “What is the point o
Ashley gingerly unpacked the box Leonard had gifted her. She had refused to take it in the first place but he had insisted that she took it. She brought out an eggplant shade of purple velvet dress. She admired it, inside was a pair of white heels and a white clutch. She got into the shower and let the hot water cascade down her body. She had been in a sore mood since Mrs Denver’s demise. Leonard and been an absolute sweetheart, using all the ways in the book to cheer her up but nothing seemed to work at all. Today, they had gone for dinner just outside town and he looked her dead in the eye when he realised she was playing with her food. “Ash?” She didn’t answer immediately because she was lost in her thoughts, and so he had to call her attention. “What can I do to make you happy again” She chuckled. “I am serious,” he said with a straight face. "I am running out of ideas and I am thinking why don’t I just ask you? Maybe you will know" She thought briefly about it and then she