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Chapter 40— Petit Pois Brighton
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The Johnsons fell asleep in the living room, fear had made them unable to sleep in their rooms. Each one found a place in the room to sleep on. For sure it wouldn't be anything like the comfort and softness of their beds, but it was sure better than being alone in their rooms with thoughts of a ghost in the house. They woke up the next morning with pains all over their body. The kids were already up playing around in the large hall. The air felt different today, there was a good sense of feeling all around the house. It seemed like the fear was gone. The ones who woke up first, woke the others with a tap.Awwwww! They yawned with mouths wide open and bad breaths. "I'm soooo hungry!" Viola complained first. "Me too!" "Olivia, Viola, we have got to fix us some breakfast. We can't let this— ghost thing keep us from eating, let's go!" Amelia scolded the other women. "I guess you're right!” "Come on!"The three women stood and began to walk to the large hall; the others in the roo
The Wrong Dark House! Chapter 41— The Unexpected
Joe and Viola had spent three long but fun filled days away from home. Joe had completely forgotten all abt the dark house on Rye Street, he hadn't given any thought at all to whatever he had experienced in that house. He was most pleased to be in the company of Viola; the love of his life.Joe had arrived in London with only the aim of doing his best at his job as an ophthalmologist at the hospital he was assigned to, he never dreamed nor imagined he would come to find love here, but here he was loving a gorgeous woman with the strange eyes!While on the other hand, Viola thought abt her family constantly, it was a feeling she couldn't put down even if she tried. V's mum Mrs Johnson had already called her a thousand times to check up on her, there was always a certain level of warmth and care in the old lady's voice... Olivia and Amelia had called her too a few times, they always chatted happily and giggled all through their conversations, they even demanded to know every detail abou
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© 2021 Esther Imoseme Aruna All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means whether by electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the prior permission of the copyright owner. Disclaimer All the names and characters in this book are fictitious. They have no existence outside the writer's imagination. Dedication This book is dedicated to my family. Acknowledgements To Jehovah the Almighty God, for his loyal love. To my brother Aruna Samuel, who gave me support for the story. To my Mother who always believed in me. To my eldest brother Aruna Momodu, who always supported me financially. To Stanley Ero, the first reader of this book. About the Author Aruna Esther Imoseme, is an upcoming writer, she has written a few other books such as Forced to Marry, The Great Escape, Kimo the Dancing Frog, An Affair to Remember, Prey and Predator, and so many more are yet
The Wrong Dark House! Chapter 1— Proposal
January, always one of the coldest month in the beautiful town of Rye. The chilly winds burnt through our skins and ran down our spines.During the winter, especially during the winter, the bars and club houses would be in a thriving mood. Because of the cold, a lot of people would go for a drink or two, or eventually get drunk.In one of those pubs, there was a certain young bachelor; all crazy and full of life was the able-bodied, handsome William. A young man, free spirited, his idea of fun was to be at every party and go out with every beautiful girl he came across with. His golden, brown eyes lured most girls into his arms, his auburn short, well trimmed hair sat breezly on his head. His bronze skin was a charm to all who laid eyes on it, he was an attraction, a god! Every girl wanted to be in his dreams, but none had that privilege. William .A. Johnson took everything frivolously, anything he wanted, he got! He dared to go places no one would. William-- a prideful man, a flirt, a
The Wrong Dark House! Chapter 2— Funeral
This was a different life, William thought to himself; different indeed! Marriage had always been a scary path for him, but, he was married to the most beautiful girl in the world-- to the love of his life. The newlyweds lived in a one bedroom apartment on Love lane. William was informed of his father's death, it had been ten years since he last saw his Father. The old man did not witness his son's wedding. Old man Johnson hated the path in life his son had chosen, he was a well-respected man in the society; a feared one. Everyone knew about the Johnsons on Mermaid street. One day, when William decided to leave his parents in pursuit of his freedom, Mr Johnson threatened his son that if he leaves, he wasn't to step his feet into the mansion again, despite the threat, William left, his action had broken his Father's heart and William never stepped his feet into the mansion for a long time. But on November 3rd, William would terrifyingly step foot into the Johnsons old mansion again. "
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She had missed her son, she was a Mother after all. She took out her anger on him, all that she had kept inside her for ten years, today, she had forgiven her son... They released each other's hold, Mrs Johnson glanced at Amelia who was behind them. "Bring her to me" she gestured. William walked halfway to Amelia and invited her to take his hand, they walked hand in hand to Mrs Johnson and the two other women. "What's your name, darling?" Mrs Johnson asked, taking Amelia's hands in hers. "Amelia, ma'am", "Oh don't be silly, call me Mum! You're my son's wife" she ended with a broad smile. "These are my daughters-- Viola and Monica", she announced. They each hugged Amelia with acceptance. "She's so pretty Will!" Mrs Johnson whispered excitedly. "Yes Mother, she is. I'm so lucky!". "If only Johnny were here to see this", she sighed. "Well, I've got you all by my side", she brightened up and forwarded her eyes to William. "Hey! I just got you back Will, I ain't letting you leave
The Wrong Dark House! Chapter 4—The Will
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The Wrong Dark House! Chapter 5— Red head and a Baby!
It'd been a week since the burial, it rained all through the week, but somehow William and Amelia managed to move their belongings away from the little apartment into the mansion, their new home! Everyone was settled in and life in the mansion had begun. The old red, brick mansion had been passed on from parents to children over the years, it was a tradition. The mansion was never to be sold or abandoned, it was an inheritance, a history, the Johnson family legacy. Another December morning, a tenth month after the wedding, the sky was covered with dark blue clouds, Rye town was still awakening, there was no sign of snow falling today but it had already kept itself firmly on the roof tops, it covered cars, and the cobbled roads of mermaid street were slightly slippery. Despite the weather the sun shone weakly, giving a warm feeling. The door bell sent a vibe all through the mansion, it had awakened the sleepy eyes of the residents, everyone groaned in their stomachs wishing that the
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