Up on the second to the last floor of the gigantic skyscraper, pierced into the sky, was Hanord, fiercely clicking the keyboard of his desktop computer in front of his face. The soft and sweet aroma of the steaming coffee sitting near his right hand, wafted around the enclosed office. Crumpled papers littered the large office space. Then a soundless knock crept in. Hanord adjusted his glasses but dug his head back to the pilled up files. While he continued, another knock came. This time, a bit hard. "Enter!" The door opened softly and a young girl dressed in a cooperate suit, rushed in. Her high heels clicking on the mirrored floor, as she approached Hanord whose head remained down. "Sir, Mrs–" "Send her out!" "But sir, she's–" "You, get out! If I see her shadow here, I'm gonna fire your fucking ass!" As the young woman spun around, ready to flee the wolf's den, Natasha shoved her aside, sending the young woman stumbling to the wall. The sight of Natasha pushed her heart in h

"I just asked a question, Mom. That girl in my car, do you know her?""Send that girl here, I want to see her live!"Kelvin's eyes shifted lower, studying his mother's shaky hands. "Live, right? Don't think I've ever seen you fumble with anything before, Mom."Taking a quick glance at her son, Venice shoved her trembling hands under the blanket. "Has King taken his dinner already, that he's sleeping?""We've both had dinner. He's good." Did I really see that girl? But how is it that she's still… She was… Goodness! This can't be real! Staring deeply at her son, Venice soaked herself in her mind. She grabbed her wrist, but her hand kept trembling.******As the snowflakes fell, children and adults giggled as they caught them falling to the light blanketed ground. Inside the large hospital building, Kelvin and Hanord stood in the silent private hallway. Sweat slid down Hanord's face."I'm telling you, man, that girl… That little bitch, her curse is working!" Hanord rubbed his abnormally

"Two days and it was time to go to that riverbank as planned, to meet that sweet boy I had always had a crush on since freshman year. Still on that blindfold, seeing nothing but pure darkness, the chatter and giggles told me others came along. My heart was beating very fast."Taking a seat at the foot of the bed, Natasha dabbed at the rolling tears silently slipping out. She pulled her knees into her chest, resting her feet at the edge of the chair, then picked a glimpse over her shoulder, at Hanord now laying on his side."My head darted around, nervously feeling the empty air with both hands. 'She's of low rank but cute. I'll be going alone without anyone else touching her.' Do you remember saying something like that to those other boys back when you were in eleventh grade or something? I couldn't picture any of their voices, I never knew who they were.""I don't know what prank you're trying to pull, but you should leave cause I don't give a damn."Adjusting her body on the chair,

In a private hospital room, Hera slowly opened her heavy eyes to a crack and shifted them around, scanning the room to master the soft lights. A IV tube stuck to her wrist, moving so lightly."Lucy?" She stared at the back of a silhouetted figure pacing around and muttering inaudibly. "Am I in the hospital, Lucy?"This time, Lucy was able to catch a few mutterings from Hera as she weakly spoke. Then Lucy spun around, wiping tears from the corners of her face."Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! You're up!" She dashed forward and leaned into Hera, hugging her so tenderly."Is this a hospital, Lucy?""Yeah. You're in a hospital, darling. The doctor said it was good, that everything is good now. You just need to rest well to get better." As Lucy's lips parted, revealing her teeth, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on Hera's forehead. Then she stared down at Hera laying flat on the bed; looking pale and weak."Why isn't there anyone in? Did they all get discharged already?"Lucy sank her body at

Walking along the serene area, the tears kept gushing down Syntia's eyes. As her hands swiped left and right, her puffy eyes darted around nervously. Other residents watched her pass them as she sniffed nonstop. "Why would they say things like that to me? I… I was never married." Halting her tired steps, she slumped on the walkway. "How can she say that I gave birth to her grandson when I'm dead sure that I've never had sex."Getting up from the walkway as the eyes on her became intense, Syntia pushed herself up and walked on, grumbling all the way through the estate shuttle. Her silent cry crept into the passengers' ears."I don't even know where my uncle has been taken. I'm still a virgin, right? I know I am."Mouths hung loosened in the bus. And as the passengers turned toward Syntia dabbing her eyes with the sleeve of her jacket, the driver peeked at her through the rearview mirror."Uncle Bob must say something about this because I…" As though realizing something, Syntia pulled