CHAPTER 3 – PICKING UP THE PIECES Jane had been furious when Anil confessed he was married after receiving the surprise phone call from NY airport when Asha arrived in the US. Up to this time she’d thought this Asha he was always communicating with was his sister. He’d blamed his parents for arranging a…
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ASHA (आशा: (Hindi name meaning “hope”).” Chapter 2
THE WAKE-UP CALL CHAPTER 2 The response shocked her. “You should have told me, I’m travelling so you’ll have to find a hotel then tell me where you settle so I can pick you up when I get back. You should not keep secrets from me Asha, this is embarrassing. Contact me tomorrow, so I’ll…
ASHA (आशा: (Hindi name meaning “hope”).”
CHAPTER 1 A NEW LIFE Asha sat at her desk staring at the computer screen. There was a clatter of human movement telling her the days work had begun as papers and files made their appearance on desks and filing cabinet drawers clanked open and shut. She could already hear the muffled conversations coming from…
New Year Gift
Johnny sat in his play room mulling morning activities at pre-school appointment. He liked school. Miss Angie was his most favourite teacher and she took a personal interest in each of the children under her care. There were other teachers in pre-school, and they were OK but Angie had fixed his hurt leg once when…
The Christmas Spirit – Chapter 3
Giving Intelligently Annabel was waiting anxiously at the door when Shawn arrived home. He checked the car carefully on arrival home but there’d been no incident with the car on inspection. Probably because he’d found their guard watching it when he emerged with the one in charge he thought. “Shawn you’re very late, the dinner…
The Christmas Spirit – Chapter 2
The Spirit of Giving It was a month before Christmas and Shawn had been mulling over the doom and gloom served up on cable and free to air stations. He’d been particularly moved by videos of millions of people on the move around the world looking for freedom, safety and economic opportunity and was rather…
The Christmas Spirit – Chapter 1
Image courtesy of publicdomainimages.net Mutual Understanding Annabel busied herself fossicking in the cardboard boxes her husband Shawn moved progressively from the garage protesting as he came. As she tried string after string of decorations returning them systematically as each was rejected, she smiled at his protests. Christmas was coming, and the tree was being assembled…
GOPAL गोपाल – Chapter 2
Restitution Gopal was aware of the route to Dhaka but had little comprehension of how long it would take to make it to the Hindu homeland, India. Travelling ten hours a day by foot would take a week to get to the border, that is assuming they could get help with food along the way….
GOPAL गोपाल – Chapter 1
(GOPAL. From the Sanskrit word go “cow” and pala “protector” and taken to mean “cowherd”.) Slaughter on the Ganges. Gopal sat on the banks of the river and watched as his herd fossicked among grassland and then carefully made their way down the slippery path to a shallow portion of the waterway to drink. He…
Katie’s Wedding – Scene 5
Reality Check Thomas devoured his bean burrito with enthusiasm pausing now and then to glance at his intended bride. He was glad Aunt Naomi had introduced him to this place and it had become the favourite haunt of them both now. The more he thought about Kate the more obsessed he was about making her…
Katie’s Wedding
Scene 4 – Wedding Plans The story in brief to date, see Chapters 1-3 for further background. Katie and Thomas were childhood friends whose parents were very close. Naomi and Ricky Renaldo and their next-door neighbours Stella and Calvin Campbell had been friends during those childhood years, but as work opportunities changed they drifted apart…
Patsy’s Life Lesson – Chapter 2
Learning Life’s Lessons “How far to the County Fair Richie?” There was a giggle from the back and Patsy turned around in surprise to see what was happening then looked uncertainly at Richie. “We are going to the County Fair?” “Well we were, but when your Dad made it a 9pm curfew we may…
