#Afictionalstory🎄 Where are we going?” he asks with calm innocence. “We told you earlier. Have you forgotten? Wait and see.” I try to give a clear answer. He is a curious child: excitement makes him ask a lot. It’s the little boy’s first Christmas trip. He has asked countless times about our destination. He gets…

#Itsafictionalstory🎄 “What are your plans for Christmas?” Eyes on the road, her question uttered with much thought. “I don’t have plans… Just clueless. What were you thinking?” I speak with dissonance. “I thought we would have it to ourselves. But then you might want to visit your family.” The response comes with unwavering anticipation. “What…

#Afictionalstory It took us an hour before the sermon ended. Quite intriguing that someone decides to become a preacher… Finding satisfaction, dedicating time and attention to craft the act of speaking about the bible and making one believe in his truth. I enjoyed his sermon, he emphasized faith and discipline. His narration was vulnerable, couldn’t…

#n i “Glad you finally honoured my invite,” she ushers us into a hall with a preacher who reads a bible scripture with undeniable affection. The silence in the room p one second guess their every step. Theyj congregation attentively listen wholeheartedly. We are led to sjit next to a young lady. “Thank you,” I…

Afictional story “Do you have Christmas plans? He asks curiously, his focus on the computer. “I’m glad someone asked. I am confused. “I admit “Should I go home or stay at my house with Jackie,” I state indecisively. “Has she said a thing about Christmas?” He asks still absorbed in his work. “No, nothing about…

#Afictionalstory “You!” “Why are you here?” Swiftly looking behind me. I ask with a startled tone. How did you get here? I mean…. Why?” “I came to hide from the world.”  “That’s next impossible,” “You are doing it right now,” She seems to be happy after the climb. “but you found me, “I state.  “I…

#afictionalstory These soothing reflective moments are the reason why I climb up this hill. I climbed alone just like in the old days when I had just got my placement. The same place that I have been working for quite a while. I have never found a reason to leave. Oddly, I have let go…

#afictionalstory “Will he be okay?” I ask with a lot of concern. I don’t want him to get hurt. As soon as the little one left, we got back: her head on my lap. “You don’t need to worry,” Jackie states. “He has turned his life around. I would not have entrusted him with a…

#Afictionalstory “Is he going for the entire weekend?”My gaze to the screen. I sit on her white sofa as she rests her head on my lap and the rest of her weight lying flat on a three-occupant sofa. Her son is in the next room, waiting for his father to pick him up. My heart…

#Afictionalsstory I park at a distant location from the unit. It’s been months since I closely monitored the operations. I usually receive reports from the “runners”, a term I came up with while drafting the plan for their formation. Every hand-in comes with a few challenges that I kept ignoring til today. I came to…