amicable09:

Wow! Wow!
This is a huge shower of praise. One of these days you'll make me e-eyes shed tears, thanks.

*Rushing off to buy a towel in preparation for that day*

Lol! im serious tho. You can always tell those who would do great when d opportunity presents itself nd those who wont

amicable09:

Lol. Wow! Now that's a kindred spirit.
I should be a movie director

You are a woman of great talents. I'm most certain you'd do great

amicable09:
This Simi character will fit Stephanie in Nollywood very well. Reading and trying to watch the video play in my head.

Kudos Tee!

Lol! i know right? Can you believe my Sis said the same thing...

Mario1983:
jide naa, him Na my guy @ teechudleyy!!!

Lol! see finish is when your readers can predict your next move. This is see finish. But it shall not bee for long. Well done Mr.

Blastfinito:
A female mod ruined the section for you. Once she can't come up with good stories again, she takes it a duty to ensure budding writers nosedive into oblivion.

I dont understand how one person could do that tho. I feel even writers here dont read other peoples works. No traffic means no growth we can help ourselves generate traffic by supporting one another.

EACH STANZA, A BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN A WOMAN WHO WILLS TO OVERCOME HER BROKEN HEART AND A MAN WHO LOVES HER SO.


HER
You carve your heart out
Wear it on your sleeves
And expose it to thieves
With sinister thoughts and dubious deeds

HIM
You watch it wither
Let them flay the edges
In time your heart recovers
Your will to protect come whatever

HER
E'en though its withered wrinkled and old
This weak old heart pumps love so true and bold
The one true treasure, loyal to the fold.
The platform upon which trust bargained, betrayal sold
The one true weakness wherein you find your strength, The one that suffers fears to stay at arms length

HIM
On finding lost truth and relieve
Your heart remains forever hell bent.
Tell me woman do you believe
In such a reality heaven sent?

HER
There is a reminder singing
As my heart thumps I am, I am, I am.
Of this reality, this purity
Wait for it, I can, I can, I can.

HIM
And I implore you to seek it
You shall, you shall, you shall
For woman of purpose, if I cannot push
I am not the man I say I am

HER
So I stand in the rainstorms
Scream for the worst to come
I stand on parched lands
And thrive in sinking sands.
I'm not moving.
Here I'll stand
Until my own will find my hand.

HIM
You choose to stand against the illusion
An inspiring choice and such resolute calm
Take my hand and let us strike the land
Water can flow and wet the parched sand
Miracles can grow in the harshest of lands

HER
Miracles have grown in the harshest of lands
I carved my heart out
And wear it on your sleeves

HIM
I safeguard it in cloth
In adoration and love
Storm clouds hold discourse above
I need one more heart to make believe
One that came from you and needs a father to see

Missmossy:
Captivating,thumbs up.

Thanks ma'am glad you like it

Lol! mario1983... whos ur guy?

Missmossy:
Aww really pity Jola,kudos tee.

Thanks missmossy

amicable09:

After the first one turned out to be a street kid, I felt she was safe and will reunite with her family next but looks like this will be one very long read! with many twists and turns.

Mother's address missing, stranger in a strange big city... I'm afraid already for her.

I'm eagerly waiting for the next part with a tad bit of anxiety. More ink to your pen!

Lol. Thank you. Will keep it coming. Thanks for following the story dearie. Na my encouragement b dat.

amicable09:
*Sad*
Tee, you have succeeded in breaking my heart.

Im sad too. Really. So sorry. But somehow, i kinda gues you knew it would come to this.

K

PART 9

Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard
Some do it with a bitter look
Some with a flattering word
The coward does it with a kiss
The brave man with a sword

"Good morning" I greeted them all, staring pointedly at my mum.

"Oh.. er Simi " Mum stuttered, blinking furiously. Ive never seen her so out of composure so i asked again

"Am I interrupting anything?" I was trying hard to keep my cool but i knew for sure my face betrayed my feelings

"Well, we didnt know you were in already. Its just this urgent issue we need to sort out. We should go to your office" Diddy answered me this time. He tried to sound so casual, but it just didnt suit him at all. Barrister just focused on the documents in front of him as if they would give me the answers I was looking for.

"Oh. She knew, we left home together" I said then laughed. I looked at the papers in my hands and just shook my head.

"Are we doctoring our finances now?" I asked point blank. I was met by an awkward silence which further aggravated me. What I found most irritating was that Diddy was in an inner caucus with my mum, and i was the figurehead director in my dads company.

"You can sign these yourself!" I said, handing the papers to my mum and walking out.

I was baffeled. For way too long I had been kept out of the loop of things. I was the director but mum the actual madam. I didnt mind. This wasnt a power tussle. I just wanted to know what was going on.

At least I had Mr Zikora Ndiche and if i could look past his odd colored tie, he was actually a genius. After our long meeting with the foreign investors I began considering transferring Dennis to his office. He could learn a thing or two on Chemical Engineering before returning to school.

"Ma'am" Dennis waved bringing me back. Apparently, i had been in a deep thought for a while.

"Yeah boy, what do you want?" I said then nearly regretted it immediately. He had on that corny smile and held in his hands one of those glossy A5 papers.

"Church program?" I asked
"Yes ma'am. But not just anyone. This one is special and I will be performing with my drama troupe" he said.

I just stared at him. So much innocence, so much expectations.

"Okay, I will try and make it" I said half heartedly, sorting through my desk which was actually perfectly organised already.

"Its tonight. You already promised you would come" He sounded so disappointed I felt terrible. Theres no way i would attend one of those shindigs.

"I made no such promise"

"You said you would try. Please" he was so persistent, so I ignored him. He understood the gesture, and walked back to his work station cum entertainment centre. Before he left, he dropped his glossy paper on my table and said

"Directions. Just incase"

"Yeah right " I said to him, cross checking some work i just pulled up from the office database.

Mum walked in. I didnt look up to acknowledge her but i could smell her just as well.

"What was that drama?" She queried, claiming the chair in front of me and sending Dennis out of the office.

"Drama?" I said finally staring up at her.

"Mum. I dont know what is going on. This is not the first time I'm seeing such irregularities" I was frustrated. I wanted to say much more... but she wouldnt let me.

"Would you just let me speak?" she snapped at me

"No! You would have spoken many weeks ago. What are you guys up to? Are we committing fraud now?" I asked helplessly

"FRAUD? Would you just calm down?" she said

"Im calm. But I'm not laying my signature on any papers! This is not the first time I'm seeing so many irregularities. Boosting figures, false claims, Secret meetings, WHAT ARE WE RUNNING HERE? " I rose to leave and she stopped me.

"The only reason I didnt tell you was because of your hot headedness. Theres no secret. Its the normal way the business has always been run " She explained

"Run? since when? Because im sure my dad would never commit fraud!"

"Oh so mum is the fraud? listen, theres no fraud. You dont even know whats going on. You dont even know what we were talking about. You know what, we will talk about this at home" She said, and got up to leave.

"Yeah right. " I muttered underneath my breath.
I am going anywhere but home tonight. Just then, Dennis walked in giving me a bright idea.

Toni was in Denmark, and she would be there for two more weeks. Lodging in an hotel would be so lonely and just as bad as staying at home except i wouldnt have mum barging in on me.

I could go for something that takes my mind off things.

"What time is that your program again? " I asked Dennis and his face lit up.

K

Blackbird updating soon... sorry, my phone crashed and i lost the next three installments. learnt to back up my files. Nothing like the old school pen and paper.