Wisconsin.
"Aren't you going for no show? It's been weeks now you've been at home?"
At the question, Lancy turned to her in the couch, shooting the contemptuous gaze,
"Are you sick of me and want to get rid of me?"
Dia chuckled, eating from the pint of popcorn.
"If you were told this, wouldn't you smack the person? How would I possibly want to get rid of you or is it vice versa?"
Lancy shook her head and rolled her eyes,
"You sure know how to play around words."
Dia sniggered then concentrated on the Netflix series on the plasma TV. They were watching a Korean TV program; The King: Eternal Monarch.
Then Dia said,
"But seriously, Wisconsin seemed not have gotten enough of you yet. At least I know that there are shows you have. Why didn't you want to go? Speaking of the money."
Lancy moved closer to her on the couch. She put her palm on Dia's stomach which had swelled, the
Dia and Lancy. After 8 months."See what's out today?"Lancy's voice came as soon as she closed the door. Her baggy long coat with fur lacing its neck had white substances all over it. Dia didn't want to guess wrongly. She asked instead."Welcome, love. What?"Lancy had two bags drawn in her hands and hurried to where Dia was in the living room. She dropped the bags and stretched out her hand before Dia."What?"Dia hesitated firstly but then grabbed her hand. Lancy bent over her to help her up as Dia grunted. Her stomach was now protruding, ready for delivery.They both walked gradually to the window as Lancy fiddled with the window pane. She revealed the dances of snow fluttering like the leaves of trees."Woah."Dia gasped. Lancy pecked her on the cheek and nodded her head. She muttered,"I know right. It's the first snow in this winter. I feel like there is something
Several months later. A Procession. Wisconsin."Rather majestical."A man dressed in black suit, white shirt and blue tie nudged at his counterpart sitting next to him, to whom he has addressed the speech. The other fellow shot him a rather ambiguous stare, feigning a borrowed smile then looked away past the sway of the heads to the front of the congregation where the Priest and the groom, next to him were standing.Twas a wedding procession, time had been quite quick and hastening. The chariot of time had filled the atmosphere with its neighs and grunts. And fate had just few parts played.Dia had raised her child independently, of course with the help of Lancy and with her child now 6 months old, she could go around for a while, leaving her child with an aupair who claimed to be the cousin of Lancy. Well, Lancy hadn't said otherwise.Lancy had been as supportive as ever but she had been more at the Outlook of
Under a large tree, by a lake. "And that was how Dia lived her life." Eloisa, the old woman, stopped talking, her weak eyelids flickering, going from one youth to the other. She could read several emotions on the faces of the eleven students. Especially the girls, they were very much displeased. She could tell why, she tried to make a sense, "I'm certain that majority of you wanted the story to end with Max and Dia married. After all, Max did try enough. He was the poor guy who wouldn't give up on a lady who didn't take a fancy in him. But well, I have a question to ask." She paused, as her wrinkled face and weak eyes watched the frown spread across some of the faces of the people melted into anxiety and curiosity. They would be the first college students she would be telling that story to. As soon as she had their curiosity, she found her pace, "Let's talk about your first love. Soo-hyang, if you do not mind, could you tell u
Dia Wealene."Now to the main business of the day."Gregory Lancelot, The CEO of the Multiforce group of firms started, standing on the marble podium before the fleet or say, rows of other CEO's of the state of Colorado."May Dia Wealene, the CEO of the Cleavink Ideal Prospects step forward?"At the call, I stood up and looked around as echoes of claps and whistles and murmurs supposed to accompany me to the Podium filled the room.I could catch the sight of the new CEO of the Joist Groups. Even though we all know that she doesn't really like me, but we should all feel the moment. Not them, not I, would ruin the day. My day.I took the well-thought steps I've mastered before my $10,000 mirror. My $15000 silver heels tapping at the floor as my right limb goes ahead to be complemented by the light. My red body-hugged gown doing its work.The rays of camera lights flashing on my face are a
Few days later. "Albert!!!!" I called, walking through the passage which led from my room to the living room. This is like the fifth time I've been calling that nutjob, yet he wouldn't answer. I guess he doesn't really deserve me. "Albert. You're deaf or something?" I called out walking down the stairs into my very spacious and luxurious sitting room. There were several brands of exotic chairs in the middle of the room, couches, and sofas, and few other fancy chairs locked around a golden large table. All sitting on a milk-colored rug. Up ahead to the front was a halfway wall, made from thick plyboards which houses the television. At the punching of the remote control brings up the TV and tucks it in again at my will. Beneath the Plywood was a walled hollow for fire, to keep the house warm. To the left, there was a small and hollowed opening for drinks, and to the right was a vast space which leads
The eatery."First, I'll have to congratulate you on your win. You know, it's not easy to carry such burden at such age."Ivan Rodriguez started, staring wierdly at me. I could see his large eyes leaving my pretty face to my cleavages. It can only be one thing he's thinking about. But I won't be too dismissive or judgmental. I'll wait, less I appear proud."Someone must do it. But it's rather kind of you to be that sweet, Ivan."He chuckled and put two of his left fingers to his brown but scanty beards. I have no idea what he was trying to pick."As you said, someone has to. You know, Praise you. I'm sure several other men will admit that, even if not to your face."I smiled and drank from the glass of wine. I looked at my golden wrist watch. I was conscious of time."Why have you called me here, Ivan? You know, your father is quite the notable influencer of my firm. And for his sake have I stoppe
At Work."You've got to put all those into consideration, and I forgot to tell you, there are some African CEO's who seemed to had taken interests in us. So, hasten your pace of work. I'll only be able to do little. And you know that I do trust you with this position."I said, towering over my manager. Jane. I appreciate her efficiency too. In a way, she's like me. She's coolheaded, pretty and could be tough."Ok, boss. You don't have to worry about me. I'll never disappoint you. You can go now, before you arrive at work tomorrow, I'll be done with the process."I nodded. I was standing by her office chair, next to the end of the oak table. I walked closer to her and leaned on her. I feel free around her. I spared a peck and turned to walk away."How about Albert? Is he coming through?"I stopped almost at the door. I've forgotten that she knows about my feelings towards the cold rogue. Well, I told her. You k
Work."Drop."I snapped at the caller, battling with the heaps of files on my table. I needed to attend to all the files before me and approve as many contracts as I can. There are reviews and prospects to prepare. All depended on the growth and expansion of my company's status and influence. Yet, there are matters concerning the COLORFUL ENTREPRENEURS."Stop mentioning the names of the companies that are of no great consequence. I have more than enough to be busied with here."I paused, holding the stamp in my weary hand. The telephone was leaning off my shoulder blade, supported by my hurting cheek. Makeup ruined."There's a recent message from IVAR MULTIFLEX UNITS. They look to be in Partn--""Drop. Could you please hang the call if there are no message of importance. I'm more than busy here."I couldn't take it anymore. I could hear her stuttering over the phone. I hung the call.