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Chapter 44 (a)

Author: C.K Hawks
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She should have restarted on Monday, but the thrill of being back made it hard to wait.

At first, she didn’t pay attention to it - the turning heads as she walked by. Some faces lit up, happy to see her alive and whole. Others watched with parted lips, mystified that she had managed to survive after being dragged like that on national television. Those who soiled her name with gossip didn’t bother correcting their words, even after she was cleared of all charges.

Then there were those who looked disappointed.

Christar, for example, would not stop giving her the stink eye while their supervisor briefed them on their next duties. Valery pretended not to notice, scribbling notes she already knew by heart.

But that wasn’t all.

The chief of the department approached her after rounds, clearing his throat like a prelude to bad news.

“We’re putting you back on general duty for a while.”

She blinked. “We have to divert the attention from me and the special case, is that it?” Her voice was quie
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  • OUR MOON HAS STRINGS   Chapter 44 (b)

    Margret parked her car at home, feeling exhausted. As she climbed out, she noticed her front door was ajar.Her heartbeat quickened. ‘Thieves?’ She scanned her porch, her mind uneasy as she tiptoed into the living room.Fortunately, everything was intact. Nothing was moved or destroyed.Then she heard footsteps behind her. She spun around.“What do you want, Derrick?” Her voice was sharp with disdain.Derrick stood there, his silhouette tall and ominous in the dim entryway. The moment he took a step forward, her instincts screamed at her to run, so she did - bolting for her room. Derrick chased her down, slamming his palm against the door just as her hand reached the knob. Before she could retreat further, his body pressed hers against the hard surface. One of his hands clamped her shoulder while the other slid up, his fingers curling around her neck deliberately.Margret held her breath, staring at his face mere inches away. His grip tightened, firm enough to scare her, but not enoug

  • OUR MOON HAS STRINGS   Chapter 44 (a)

    She should have restarted on Monday, but the thrill of being back made it hard to wait.At first, she didn’t pay attention to it - the turning heads as she walked by. Some faces lit up, happy to see her alive and whole. Others watched with parted lips, mystified that she had managed to survive after being dragged like that on national television. Those who soiled her name with gossip didn’t bother correcting their words, even after she was cleared of all charges.Then there were those who looked disappointed.Christar, for example, would not stop giving her the stink eye while their supervisor briefed them on their next duties. Valery pretended not to notice, scribbling notes she already knew by heart.But that wasn’t all.The chief of the department approached her after rounds, clearing his throat like a prelude to bad news.“We’re putting you back on general duty for a while.”She blinked. “We have to divert the attention from me and the special case, is that it?” Her voice was quie

  • OUR MOON HAS STRINGS   Chapter 43 (b)

    Margret didn’t look at her. “No. Go away.”Valery opened her mouth to plead but stopped herself as Sandra approached. She rose, brushing the sand from her skirt, trying to swallow the bitterness of being replaced.Derrick caught her wrist as she walked back. “Come with me,” he whispered.“Where to?”“Don’t ask,” he said with that smile that usually soften her knees. He guided her through the garden path to his room.The moment the door shut, his mouth was on hers, his hands impatient and sure. She kissed him back at first, letting him press her into the door, his warmth dizzying, but when he reached under her skirt, she pushed him away.“Not this again… Stop.”“Come on, my Violet… don’t pretend you don’t want me,” he breathed against her neck. “It’s the perfect time to know each other this way. It’ll make us stronger.”“My mum said I’d wound up pregnant if I played such games.” Valery averted her eyes, shy and ashamed to even be talking about the subject.“Your mum is just paranoid. B

  • OUR MOON HAS STRINGS   Chapter 43 (a)

    They changed at the stalls near the waterfall. The sound of the water crashing down echoed through the trees. Mist rose around them, settling on their skin like dew at dawn.Riley stood there, staring up at the waterfall, lips parted slightly. “Wow… this is… something else.” His mother would be turning the school upside down if she knew he was here.Valery raised a brow at him. “You look like you’re about to let down the waterworks from your eyes.”“I’m not crying. It just… feels nice,” he mumbled, almost embarrassed by his own awe.The students waded into the pool beneath the falls, screaming and laughing as the freezing water slapped their warm skin. Some of the boys formed a noisy chain, dunking each other under and yodeling old folk songs, their voices mixing with the roar of the waterfall.Riley stood near the edge, his arms crossed, just soaking in the cool spray with a small smile.Derrick crept up beside him. “Feeling enlightened, old man?”“Yeah,” Riley chuckled softly. “I fe

  • OUR MOON HAS STRINGS   Chapter 42(b)

    High SchoolThe day started humid and heavy with promise. Valery had hoped to sit beside Margret on the bus, but Sandra waved her off.“Margret said she’s sitting with me today,” Sandra declared, leaving Valery to stand awkwardly in the aisle.“Violet, come to the back!” Derrick called, patting the seat beside him. Riley was two seats ahead, his head lolled against the window, already dozing despite the early hour.After a headcount and prayer, the buses rumbled out of the school gates. The atmosphere pulsed with excitement, drums and claps rising as the boys led the jama songs, whistling and yodeling into the wind like joyous village criers.Their first stop was Mountain Afadjato, standing proud at 885 meters high. The tour guide narrated its legends- of spirits guarding the peak and farmers gathering herbs by its slopes, before the climb began.Derrick gripped Valery’s hand firmly, pulling her up each steep path as she struggled against her own fatigue. Riley trailed quietly behind

  • OUR MOON HAS STRINGS   Chapter 42(a)

    Valery clung to him, muttering soft words of gratitude and praise between her tears. Ryan rolled his eyes, rubbing her back lightly.“Meh. I’m still a shitty patient who hates you, Doc.”She sniffled a laugh against his chest. Ryan eased her back gently. “You’re thanking the wrong person, anyway.”Before Valery could ask what, he meant, his mother and Margret approached from behind.“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” came a smooth, baritone voice. Derrick stood there, clearing his throat, his casual grin barely masking the disdain beneath.In an instant, Valery pulled away from Ryan, dashing over to Derrick to hug him tightly, pecking his lips as though the world might end in a moment. Ryan turned his gaze away for his own sanity.“Why are you here… Actually, doesn’t matter. I didn’t lose my job.” She hugged Derrick again, her voice lilting with relief.“Ah, what a relief indeed. I knew you’d make it out unscathed.” Derrick brushed his thumb along her chin with affection.Valery

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