Wife On Paper

Sitting down on my chair to face Jenifer I already knew rubbish is going to come out of her mouth. She has her spectacles on with a red lipstick. Have you ever seen a corporate woman wearing a red lipstick like she is some piece if meat that stands by the robot waiting for men to pick her up."The House of Swank can't just pull out the contract,"she says looking at me.Can't? HOS is my baby I can do anything I want with it. She is merely a retailer that supplies fabrics to me."House Of Swank has no interest at all to renew their contract with Ferreira Fabrics,"I say."You can't just throw us out in the cold! I am paying you and making you a lot of money with my fabrics! I made you! "she shouts hitting the desk."That's your problem thinking you have some sort of intitlement over me! You made me? Are you God? This is my God given talent! I toiled and worked day and night designing until my sweat turned into blood!I made Bree Fischer! I am the House

This trip we take each year to celebrate our friendship and to also face all our fears. I am actually excited to be leaving Pretoria and jus to be far away from work and turmoil. Most importantly to rest a bit fron my husband and the pressure he puts on me to fall pregnant with his baby. I believe we should let nature do what it does best. No woman can ever fall pregnant in an environment that it's not conducive for her to fall pregnant.What do poor Bree Fischer know about pregnancy and babies. I am not a gynaecologist by profession. I am wife to Brian Fischer. I am actually his doll that he shines with to other children on the streets.  All he sees in me it's beauty. I am so damn beautiful. I am pretty sure that God created me on a Sunday when everything and everyone was just chilled playing jazzy and classy music. I do not want to be appreciated only for my beauty. I wish people can actually appreciate me for my brains and what I am capable of doing. I am wise

He snuck out of the room when Rossette was still asleep. She loves sleep anyway."Liam what do you want in here?"I ask going to close the door."Bree,you know that I love you and I want to spend the night with you,"he says stepping close to hold my hand."Don't touch me! Don't!"I say.Who the hell does he think he is? He has planned to sleep with the rest of us on this vacation."Okay baby I am sorry I know you are angry and still in shock about what you saw earlier. Honestly o am not into Rossette.I only went after Rossette because I wanted to be closer to you,"he says.I can't believe this guy. He used my friend to get to me. "Baby you have to believe me. You are all I think about and care about. I'd never do anything to hurt you intentionally,"hd adds.How he has a sweet tongue and giw easily he can convince me."Look I know our situation is  bit complicated but what we both know that we love each other. Gi

Before we leave the lodge we made a pact to tahw the secret of throwing Liam's body into the river to the grave with is. We are going to continue with our lives as of nothing has ever happened. Really? I didn't even sleep a wink last night. I had to intoxicate myself to sleep. I could smell his blood and i could see him in the room.I bet it's all my my mind. He is dead. I felt his pulse when he was lying there.There was no pulse. The journey heading back home was cold and quiet. No one said anything to anyone about anything. The excitement we had when we were heading to the vacation was not there anymore  We were trapped in our deep thoughts. Actually I was thinking about how cold have I become. I was not the only one cold. So was Liam's body floating in that river. Deep down in my hear I have a wish someone finds hi and let's his family know. He deserves a dignified funeral not to be dumped like a dog in the middle of nowhere.

The walls were closing in slowly on us. I couldn't keep running anymore. The running has to stop.The police are also sniffing around asking questions. Can a person go missing without a trace? Can really a person vanish on Earth?"I suggest we go to tge river to apologize to him for what we have done then maybe we can sleep better at night,"I said.We were sitting in a corner of a coffee shop having coffee."We can't go back there,"says Lola."Do you want to sleep at night?"asks Rossetta.Of course we all want to sleep at night. We want things to go back to where they used to be. Can things go back to normal?We all kept quiet. We were all deep in thoughts. Mostly I am regretting going to the vacation. If only I had went to attend my brother's ancestral ceremony. I wouldn't be in this mess.We stopped at the florist and bought a punch of flowers. It was a long and sad drive to Mpumalanga.We haven't uttered a word to each other until we