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The Lonely Path ( A Short Story About A Cancer Patient) by Divepen1(m): 8:57am On Feb 04, 2016
The Lonely Path
The feeling came again. Joseph looked at his co-workers and took his eyes away when one of them wanted to look at him.

‘Mr. Joe…’ A lady said and touched his cloth.
‘What?’ He shouted. He pulled back in his seat. Her touch was like ember. He knew she touched him every time she came around. But he didn’t want that day. He looked at her eyes to be sure she had not seen it.
‘What’s wrong with you?’ The lady said as she shifted back. Her elegance could pass her as a model. And that’s what she can be. She can’t be what he wanted. Nothing in this world can be. And the only person that could be what he wanted was very far away from him. Or should he say he’s the one far from this person.
‘Leave me… Ah! I’ve been telling you over the week, you people should leave me’.

The pure fear reflected on her face was a pure reflection of what was on his mind.
He stood and headed for the toilet. His hair raised like warriors who had been given go ahead by their leaders to invade another village. They were watching, he knew. If only he had the ability to move at the speed of light.

The moment he closed the door, Joseph repeatedly hit the wall with his fist. He had been cranky over the week. And he just couldn’t help it.
He slapped his wife for the first time in his five years of marriage with her. He went to the basin. The tap looked bullet. If he had a gun, he would end everything now. He swallowed hard. Tears poured down his face. He was just 33 years old. He washed his face. The mirror called his attention. His breathe came out faster than normal but he wasn’t concerned.
The hair of his head was cutting off. He shook his head. He perspired. The water from the tap kept running. He shook his head. He should wash his face again.

‘Ah… God...’ He screamed and hit the basin. It crashed. It didn’t dangle. The basin had been there before he got to that office seven years ago, and now it was still in use: it was older than his stay in that office. The people had misused it but the basin was overbearing. It persevered. It never fell. But that day, it fell. The crash felt like trumpeters carrying singing after his dead.

The door opened. The lady came rushing in, and the M.D behind him.
‘This is the height of it, Joe…’ The M.D shouted. ‘I can’t take it again. You’ve been making us lose money this week. You’re not talking. I can’t just put up with this nuisance any further. I can’t. Before you destroy all our property, you are fired. Go and see a pastor. You are having spiritual problem’.
The lady exclaimed.

‘What? The M.D shouted, and made face at her. She shifted back. ‘What? He needs prayer. He needs to seek spiritual help. See... He’s can’t even talk’.
Joseph, after his whole table had been cleared, looked at his the two papers in front of him. One was the sack letter from the M.D. Who, as though he had been preparing the message before, brought it the next hour after the fall of the basin. And the second paper, the source of his trouble. He was diagnosed with Cancer. He? Cancer? Where did he get that?

As he came out of the company, he looked at himself, and at the people outside. He looked at himself again. He wondered if they could see it. He needed to get back to God, the only person that could give a lasting miracle. And that’s even if he accepted him back because he had not been going to church. But he was going to try Jesus. He entered his car and cried.

Dedicated to every Cancer patient out there.

https://litehelp./2016/02/04/the-lonely-path/

Lalasticala, seun

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Re: The Lonely Path ( A Short Story About A Cancer Patient) by kingphilip(m): 9:07am On Feb 04, 2016
So touching a piece

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Re: The Lonely Path ( A Short Story About A Cancer Patient) by Nobody: 9:19am On Feb 04, 2016
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Re: The Lonely Path ( A Short Story About A Cancer Patient) by Divepen1(m): 12:17pm On Feb 04, 2016
kingphilip:
So touching a piece
Thanks wink..
Where have you come and be...

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