There is the fact that I know you. That I’ve known you since four months ago when I met your husband. When I saw the ring on his finger as he smiled and looked me in the eye, then asked if I would allow him to buy me lunch. It was one of those chance meetings. You know those, where […]
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Sixth ring. Hello? It stings to know that the only reason he picks up my call is because the number I’m calling with is unfamiliar to him. Is there ever a time to thank God for a lost phone? Because if there was, wouldn’t this occasion where my husband picks a call from me […]
You will not see blood. Forming at my feet or anywhere else. I will hold it all in. I will hold myself together, with glue and masking tape if I have to. So, when the nice receptionist hands me the bill, my bill, I will request for a phone call. I will be the girl at the reception desk, willing […]
What if I decided to leave? I will stand up from the couch and without bothering to wipe the tears from my eyes, without bothering to make him aware of the fact that I was leaving, I will up, and leave. I will go to a random club in town. It will be packed because most Fridays tend to round […]