I left the man standing at the foot of the staircase and I went to my room. I paced the room. Nobody knew that I didn't have the money. I needed to do something before they found out. If they find out my world would end, I would have to find a place to stay and I would have to live without money. What was my dad thinking when he made his decision. I had better find something. I was still pacing when the idea Crossed my mind, the donation... It would work, rich people give out money because it made them feel good about themselves. They would give me money because they wanted to feel good.... Giving money to an Andersons... They could even print it in the papers. I went downstairs. I took a bottle of alcohol from the bar and I poured my self a drink. I didn't want to get drunk or drink to the extent that things would be blurry, I just wanted to quench my fear of public speaking. I went to take a glass of champagne and a spoon from one of the tables, I worked myself to

I saw the surprised look on her face when she recognized me.“Bridgette." I said stretching out my hand for a handshake. “Bridgette, meet Anderson Andersons, the youngest billionaire in the globe." I saw Mr Larson's hand on his daughter's shoulder, I saw him give her a little tug. “Come on Bridgette, say hi to Anderson."“It's a small world." She said taking my hand. She looked, more elegant. More better than she looked two years ago, more beautiful, too. Her hair had grown lengthty and it was shinny, so was her pearls.“I didn't expect to see you here." I told her.She laughed. “I'm supposed to be telling you that, you're in my house you know."“I didn't know this was your house." I told her.“If you knew would you still come?. “she asked me. There was something new about her now... I couldn't quite pin it. “Do you two know eachother." Mr Larson asked me." Yes daddy, I met him at the university. “ She said looking at her father." Is this true. “ The man asked me h

On our wedding day, Mr Carlyle Larson, Bridgette's dad, walked her down the Isle. I saw Bridgette coming towards me, with her signature wide smile and her father's grin stretching up to his ears. I smiled and I felt that my own smile would reach my ears but I didn't care, I smiled nevertheless. We said our vows, for better for worse, in sickeness and in health, till death do us part. Meaning there was no leaving no matter what.... Meaning that even if the side of my face was damaged and I was severely scarred, she would stand by me...Present day. “Honey." I heard and I felt a light tug. " You scared me. “ She said her face coming closer, “I thought someone else had come into the house to sleep beside me, I didn't recognize you at first.“ My eyes were slightly opened, it was morning and sunlight filled the bedroom. My head was banging in my head with each heart beat. I felt heavy, all of me, my soul, my mind..." What the fuck happened to your face?. “ She asked

It felt like ages since I saw Darwin, if I could place how old it felt like, I would say fifty years. Fifty years since I read that note on my bed, fifty years since I smelt the flowers, fifty years since I last spoke to him. But it hasn't been fifty years. It's been about a week. I didn't know how else to cope without him. I felt empty. I walked to the swimming pool and I went in. It enveloped me and I like the feeling of being swept away. Maybe I would like drowning. Late evening, I went into the house and I got my red dress out. One I had thought would make Darwinson get an rejection while staring at me walk, but shamefully I would wear it without him watching. I preferred to go to a bar. Going to a bar gave a frienfly feeling, always as if someone was hosting a party all the time and you were always invited. I went to the bar and I promised myself to pretend I was happy.“Hey, what would you like the have?." The bar man asked me. I stared at him for a wh

I stood there, at the door way, as if planted to the ground. The stranger had his bag on his laps and he was staring at me. He was awake and I never planned on meeting him awake. I didn't know what to do next, it would have all been easier if Noa was here to talk to the stranger.“Hi, I'm Darwin, please, can you tell me where I am." He said, his voice was deep and song-like, he sounded like Noa. I was still watching him, his skin had taken his normal whitish glow. He was healthily tanned. He had developed facial hair, it made him look rougish... All in all the stranger was good looking. What did he say his name was?. I didn't get that part right. He turned his head to his side and he stared at his bag that was now laying on his temporary bed. I watched him fidget with it before bringing out a small book. He read through it and he frowned, it was a tour guide book and he couldn't read it. Was it supposed to help im situations like this?. “Do you speak any English?." He asked