The Taste I Like

HonourCampbellWhen I informed Fabrizio of my urgency, he led me to the Campbell Circle. Yes, circle. I have six older siblings who work in five different occupations. Each one has their own building and all the building is built together in such a way that it forms a complete circle, along with one extra building for my parents while leaving the mid-portion empty for common cafeteria.Thanking the Spanish boy who runs my Papa's fruit sale by himself, I ran to meet Derek Campbell. I was confused, what the big deal was. Derek Campbell never reached out to me. I was taken aback by his voice. In fact, he had my number.When I got hit by the heavy water drop, I jogged faster. I was still far from building the man who started the Campbell company... his wine brand, especially sparkling wines. I wanted to call them Champagne but we can't name them Champagne because they're not made in Champagne, a place in Italy.The grey clouds surprised me, I have astraphobia. These grey clouds indicate

HonourCampbellMy meeting turned into a family gathering and now my two older brothers Liam and Travis are sitting next to me with a sullen face. Both look at their watches every few minutes and scream at their Personal assistant every half hour.That was provocative for Travis because Liam's assistant is Iris. The two brothers stare at each other, before concentrating on their laptops. They are not the ones who have a job; I have a job as well. I promised Star that I would help, and now I'm here. Until my parents finish the meeting, so we can MEET. Something didn't make sense. I've never been in this building, and all of a sudden I'm invited to the boardroom for a 'FAMILY' meeting."You didn't respond, How do you know Chad?" Travis asked me again.I took a breath of frustration. I already answered that I don't know Chandler Lyons or any Chad, but Travis is not ready to accept. Thanks to the past."Who is Chad? Interrupted Liam."Chandler Lyons." Travis was staring at me."And what a

HonourCampbell"It hurts," I complain to my five-year-old niece, Hope who was busy brushing her Barbie's hair."Where's boo-boo?" Her amber eyes, the same as her father, Roy was clouded with concern."There's no boo-boo..." I put my tongue out to tease Hope. "I never liked heels.""But you'll look tall like Mom." She pouted."I am tall... I am 5 feet tall. I don't need those 3-inch heels." I removed the new heels and packed them.We did our everyday routine, Hope sang her rhymes while I followed her. We went through our homework together. Yes, homework. Even I am studying. I will apply for my WSET level 3 soon, and then... level 4. My best sister-in-law, Star and Papa are ready to support me, but I'm not sure if I should ask for their support or not. They already did more than enough for me.Star was busy, so I helped Hope prepare for her weekend with her daddy. I double-checked the bag and everything was perfect. Our flawless Hope was ready to meet her daddy.Hope was helping to pac

HonourCampbell"I hate you," I screamed at the grey clouds, which made fun of me with thunder."It will hate you more. Kiddo." I heard a deep voice chuckling. This is a man, who is laughing at me."I am not a kid." I groan like a frustrated child, without looking at the silhouette behind me. People looked at me like I was a kid. For crying out loud, I'm already 18. I'm an adult, I know what's bad and what's good."Why don't you stop somewhere? It's going to take time, kid." He really advised me when I was walking away.I turned around and found myself in front of the garage. Dark one. My fears came to the surface. The presence of a stranger didn't help my case. I'm already late, and I was worried about Nana and Papa. They're my safety net. Only family I ever had. But I knew this would help every one of us."Mr......" I walked into the new temporary shelter and looked around to call him. I had little hope, but I had no option. I had to take this risk. It's raining like crazy. I'm terr

ChandlerLyons"Why do my siblings hate you?" I was blown away by her question. She's no relative of Campbell, SHE'S A CAMPBELL. They are her brothers. So why doesn't she resemble any of them? She's the only one with the same hair as her father... Derek Campbell.I looked at her to come up with the answer to my question. Maybe she got adopted into the family. I don't think she's Campbell. Despite my claim to move from past events, I'm still stuck with my resentment toward the family. No Campbell is ever innocent. If she's a Campbell, that means the old man is a Campbell as well. I didn't read the name of the property when I walked in. Shit!! I am in a Campbell property. I'm a fool, I paid Rogers to investigate for her address, but not for her details. Rogers is precise when it comes to words. He does what he's asked to do, nothing more."Are you their sister?" I eventually managed to form words... more precisely a statement. Please my nymph say no."Well, I'm the youngest." She was sc