I felt bad when I remembered the one-night stand I had with Thompson. Before he called I was thinking about the little romantic experiment I had with Johnny and now, this? I tried everything within my power to forget two of the events but, it proved difficult to be forgotten. Even though I was laying on the bed I never concentrated rather, I kept rolling from one corner of the bed to another. It was so annoying. It must have been a miracle that I slept that night. I could not remember when and how I finally fell asleep, all I recalled was waking up in the morning.The morning was cold and I guess the first thing I needed to do at that moment was to make a cup of coffee for myself. I was still new to my neighbourhood after having stayed away from everyone for a long time. I found it necessary to go and see some friends especially, my neighbours. Although I noticed some changes in the neighbourhood, there were new houses. And with the new houses I found, I believed there must be new n

Mrs Moore fixed her eyes on me and almost ignored the existence of all other important things in the living room. One of those important things was her Television. Although it was news time and the anchor of the news station seemed to have some interesting event to report, Moore still ignored all and gave me her attention."Why did he choose to do that?" She asked"I have been living in a horrible marriage, Mrs Moore." My tears were still flowing although I have managed clean the greater quantity, the remaining tears were scanty around my eyes. "We found ourselves in a situation that we simply can't go on with. I have been enduring for years and Mrs Moore, those years were really painful, there was nothing good to talk about them. I kept hoping for a change in my marriage but, it never came rather, it collapsed despite all the sacrifices I made to keep it going." I cleaned the remnants of my tears again and resumed, "Simeon, began seeing another woman downtown in our district. At firs

I had a good time with the little boy called David. He was indeed fascinated by the sand hut I built. We talked about it for a long time before my cell phone began ringing unexpectedly. I excused myself from him to answer my call. Who else could be calling if not Melinda of course? Just the reason why she was calling at the moment was what I will find out when I pick her call."Hi, Melinda," I began with a sweet voice."Hello, Becky, are you there?" She sounded like she couldn't hear all I have said. Perhaps, a poor service network has a way of ruining things. Yes, I blamed the poor network service. "Hello, Melinda, can you hear me now?""Yes, of course, I can. Where are you at this moment?" She asked with a tone that I would like I classify as an excited one"Hey, I went for a walk, you know it's been a long time since I have walked around the neighbourhood.""Oh, that's true! No doubt about that. Take your time honey but, where are you exactly, because I'm standing right in front

I knew that there was something wrong because Melinda wouldn't have changed the happy expression on her face to a saddened one. There was absolute silence between us for a few seconds. I wondered what she was going to say next about Johnny, I hope it's not what I'm thinking.At last, he broke the silence between us by speaking up. "Johnny has been acting weird ever since he returned home yesterday. I tried to source a piece of information from him concerning his surly mood but, he wouldn't speak out. You know, Becky, I felt bad about that. I can tell you that it has been a long since I saw him in such a state of mind."I listened carefully to all she was telling me. There was no distraction whatsoever, I. Everything I got at that moment was on her as was speaking. Nevertheless, after her brief pause, I asked her a question. "Did you try to talk to him or just kept staring without taking any action?" "Yes, I tried Becky!" Said Melinda as she gets to her feet and walked across the liv