"I had an idea yesterday, but it was ruined because of you," Fiona said in an accusing voice and caressed the chest of her husband who was lying on the bed with his shirt unbuttoned. "Oh wow, what did I do to ruin your idea? And what idea could that be if I may ask?" Charles responded and put his hand on the lap of his wife who was seated on the bed."Well, after your time out jogging yesterday, I thought of exploring this house with you. You know your father never allowed me entry on countless occasions, but now that we are legally married, and I live here now, I thought this would be the perfect time to get to know the four corners of this huge mansion." She revealed. "But you suddenly left for your friend's house and on your return, you were mad and virtually said nothing to me till this morning," she added."Aww, I'm sorry honey. Please forgive me," he apologized and kissed her on the thigh. "Why were you so mad last night? What happened at your friend's end?" She queried."Oh,

It was midday and the sun was playing tricks on the inhabitants of Purple City. One moment it would come out in its full glory and brighten up the city. And just before anyone could marvel at its brightness, it would go away and make it seem as though it was dusk.But the tricks of the sun could not influence Charles and Fiona.Earlier, Fiona had suggested they move into Charles' bedroom he once shared with Tracy. And upon sober reflection, her husband thought she had a point and agreed to move back into his former bedroom.But Fiona would want that to happen on her terms, so she suggested a few changes be made in the bedroom before they moved in."Careful with that," Fiona said, instructing Theophilus and David as the two men held on to the edges of a king-size mattress and slowly moved from the ground floor to the upper floor where the bedroom was. "Honey, do you think any of this is necessary? Why can't we just move in and use the old bed? I slept in it once and it was comfortab

The day had faded away and Purple City was in slumber.Edward entered the living room to meet June."Dad, you are back," she said as Eddy walked in and slowly lowered his waist and sat on the couch opposite her. "You left abruptly, Where have you been?" She queried. "I went to find Tracy," he announced. "Come on Dad. How is that possible? Even the police have still not given any positive reports just yet, " she said."Well, it's quite late now. But trust me, by tomorrow you will hear some good news about her," he said. "I found her myself," he added as his daughter jumped and echoed in excitement. "Really? Where did you find her?"Just as Eddy was about to respond, "Charles and Fiona walked in from the kitchen holding hands and kissing.The two had been in there all the while munching on some cookies. "What the hell is the meaning of this?" Eddy asked when his eyes fell on them."Have you no respect for this house? How dare you, Charles? How dare you?" He fumed. "Look here young

The rains of the previous day could not influence the sun much.One would have thought that after a heavy downpour, the sun would shine with some level of intensity. But it was the opposite.The somber nature of the day gave Edward a reason to go golfing.Adorned in a white T-shirt tucked in over blue jeans, he wore a blue cap to match coupled with a neatly polished black shoe.Eddy stood firmly on the golf course in the backyard holding on to his favourite driver tightly and carefully.Along one edge of the track was a cluster of golf balls, and each one of them had the initial 'P' boldly stamped on it to represent the name Parker. Besides the balls was a golf bag displaying a great number of clubs.Eddy had not played golf in a long time and wondered whether he still had it in him."I can do this," he said in his head and set up a ball on a tee, eager for a great drive. But just when he was about to confirm whether he still had his golf skill intact, Charles shouted from a distance

"You may come in," Charles, whose head was buried in some documents, said after he heard a knock on his office door.Spread on his desk were documents with the title 'Latest signee' on top of them."Gracious afternoon," a feminine voice greeted. "Good afternoon," he responded without lifting his head to see who was in his office."Yes, what can I do for you?" He asked with his head still submerged in the documents."Latest signee, I see," the female voice said upon catching a glimpse of what was so important to Charles that he would not lift his head to see who was in his office. Not even for a second."Yes. We just signed five new clients after losing four clients some weeks ago. Is this not wonderful?" He remarked and flipped the pages of one of the documents."This very client right here has signed a five-year contract with us. He is embarking on a charitable project and needs help with the distribution of a million solar panels to some rural areas," he informed her after reading