Sue sighed as she climbed into the car.“Hello, Sue, How were your classes today?" The driver smiled as he looked at Sue in the rearview mirror.Sue met the driver's gaze and managed a smile. "Good. Thank you." Then, she returned her attention to her phone. The driver's smile waned a bit, and his heart ached, just a little bit, but he quickly shoved away the feeling and put on a bright smile. “Let's get you home."The driver had been the one assigned to Sue since she was a kid. He drove her to preschool, to fifth grade, junior high, all the way to high school, and now he drives her to her college classes too.He still remembered the way his simple question, ‘How was school today?’ always lit up her eyes. It was the only switch to have her rambling off about her day. He was always eager to listen, ready to give his fatherly advice, but as she grew older, her rambling and stories and outbursts reduced.Now, the connection that he thought they had, the undefined friendship. It was all g

“What are these excuses that you all are giving me?” Grandmother snarled as she dealt everyone with stern gazes. “I need your progress! What is this?"Morris finally spoke up, he had meant to keep quiet. Not getting the invite was enough embarrassment, but there was one thing that grandmother hated more than failure. It was cowardice. He knew that no matter what, Grandmother would always give points to confidence and bravery."I don't know, Grandmother. Getting this invite is impossibly hard. I've asked Donald; I've asked every powerful man I know, and it's all the same story; they haven't even gotten theirs.”Grandmother shook his head. For once, for just once, she left a task to them, and none of them had any good news for her. Must she always be involved in everything?"Sue? What about you? How's your connected boyfriend getting the invite for us?" Grandmother asked her, observing her as she stared blankly at the china plates on the table. Minutes ago, it had been filled with sweet

Jude watched his brother above the top of his beer can. They had both decided to watch a game. It was one of their rare bonding moments without any interfering family members.Anthony used to cherish these times, but since they both sat down to begin the game that day, Anthony had not once actually watched the game.Well, Jude could see his gaze fixed on the TV. An unobservant passerby would believe that he was watching the game. But Jude could tell that he wasn't. He was simply staring at the screen.“What’s going on in that head of yours, brother?"No response.Jude smirked. Of course, there wouldn't be a response. Anthony was far away from where his body was.Jude briefly wondered what could have occupied his brother's mind so much that even the game couldn't take his mind off it.Could it be about work? Or perhaps it was a woman. Though, the latter was highly unlikely as Anthony was not the type to get all strung up over a woman. At least, Jude didn't know him to be one. Maybe his

“Don't worry, son. I'll speak with him."“Please, Dad, speak with him before he does something he'll regret."“How did you even hear of it? You shouldn't listen to rumors, son."That was what Philip believed Nathan had just told him. Rumors. Anthony would never reconcile with the Perry family, even in his dreams.“What rumor, dad? I didn't hear about it, I heard him say it."Philip frowned. “He told you?"“No, of course not. He was speaking with his brother, Jude. I was going to join them when I overheard him say he wants to sign some sort of contract or something."Philip was stunned. "Why will he even think of doing that? Has he forgotten?”“I don't know, dad. I don't know. Maybe he's about to turn his back on us. Perhaps, he feels that we have nothing to offer."Philip ruminated on his son's words. He nodded. “Keep an ear out. I'll speak with him.""Do it fast, Dad. He sounded like he already contacted them.”“Alright. It was smart of you to inform me. Thank you.”“It's nothing. I

Mrs Perry stood up from her desk. She was running out of patience, but mostly, they were all running out of time. It was only a matter of time before the hundred slots for the party would be exhausted.She stepped out of her office and made her way to Mia's.She had sent her assistant to ask Mia for the update on her securing a meeting with Anthony, but the two times her assistant went, she returned with the response, ‘The CEO said she's on it, ma'am.’On it till all the invites would be exhausted? Mrs Perry wasn't the type to sit still till there was no way out again. She needed to handle the situation by herself. If Mia wasn't going to reach out to Anthony on time and have the discussion, then she'd do so by herself.As she pushed the door to Mia's office open, she began, “Mia, I don't think you know the gravity of delaying the”Her words died in her throat when she stepped in and found Mia's office empty.Mrs Perry closed the door behind her with a hiss. “Where did she go now?” Sh