Conor had been asking where Dustin was that night. “Hey Vincent, am I right?” He said, waiting for the big guy to nudge him a nod. When he got his reply, he asked again, “have you seen Dustin? He has been literally no where to be found. I've asked everyone for him but they just dunno where he is.” He said, feeling desperate and frustrated at the same time.“Come with me, man. It's just that, he said be wanted to be alone.” Vincent said. “I mean I'm sure that what I'm doing right now would make Dustin literally tear me into pieces. But okay, let's go. Follow me now.” He said as he led him straight towards the hotel. There was a private way there that would just about hide Dustin from anyone if he wanted it even for ten days straight.“No one would even find him here. Wow that's crazy.” Conor said excitedly. He wondered why Dustin was no where to be found. Or why he wanted to be alone in the first place, but he said nothing to Vincent and only followed.If I ever give up on your love th
Laura fumbles the little white pill, her mind already clamouring for the pain relief to come. It isn't that her suffering is acute, more that it never leaves her unless she sleeps. Those pills are little trap doors into moments of bliss, a few hours of tranquility. Once she is at peace she takes her tea, her afternoon cake - her pleasures without them being tainted by pain. She needed to stop thinking about the night before.A beautiful woman has a beautiful soul. However she appears in her youth, it is the soul that will show in her every feature as she ages. The sweet hearted are all the beauty in this world, they are the sunshine, the rain and the good earth."It's that you care so very much about others that makes you so beautiful to me. That you see my beauty, that you show how special I am to you, that's what's got me for life. You aren't just beautiful, you make the space around you beautiful too, you affect others and bring their beauty out of them. And you do it with ease. It
It was a "busy-ness suit," the one my father would wear when he had no time for all the things that made him human. All his best and most wonderful traits were suffocating under that tweedy cloth.The business suit was as crisp as a new banknote and dyed to a uniform shade of bleak grey. Above white collar line it was as if his face had been fashioned from those inky dots.The business suit laid over his skin as a soul-coffin; as if his child self was buried while he wore it all those long hours. Perhaps he tried to dig up that original-self come the evening time, the child self who was born to love and play, but I think over the decades the layers get so deep it was too hard to resurface.The business suit was cold on waxy skin that craved the sun. When he froze in calculating thought he could have been one of those Madame Tussauds dummies, perfectly chiseled and cold.He stood there in the aristocratic cutting lines of a great tailor, one who could take his under-exercised and over-
"I have become as the wind, though some may think it not calm in a gale, it remains so. Strength and force can be calm too, because they are done with loving certainty for good reason." Dustin said to them all as be was in a setting. A dinner setting.Alara was beside him now and they both laughed out with joy and excitement. Conor was there too."My sense of calm is anchored in my well earned self confidence. I have faced the trials and won thus far. I can take on the rest.""Were so good to have you back then," Alara smiled. Her voice remained as warm as early spring, as if her heart beat so steadily even though she took a different view from Mac. She simply said this was her way of doing things. I could see Ezra balk at first, so accustomed he was the to ways of Imelda and her fiery temper. Verity was different, she absorbed things and then responded more than reacted, dampened situations rather than adding to the flames. And so before I knew it everything was happy again, it was
"You brat, what is a wretched man like you doing here?" Sandro said. Sandro was a man disturbing Dustin, not knowing who he was that he was wealthy.Dustin rolled his eyes. He had to careful around men like him. Men like Sandro were pigs and he had to be careful, else he would drag him into the mud."Sandro, what a surprise, what's a man like you doing in this really important place?" Dustin said with an amused tone.Sandro frowned. "Listen to me, you have no idea who you're messing with.""I'm not messing with anyone. Mind your business, and I'll mind mine." Dustin said, not so smiley now."Ha! Look at you trying to talk to me like a man when you've been stripped off that right a long time ago. You're here for another pathetic interview, aren't you?" Sandro said mocking him.Dustin couldn't help but remember all the time when he had been searching for a job and was always getting declined. So, this fool knew about it too. They mocked him and were sure he would never find a job.He re
A love that isn't considerate and kind is not love at all. It is merely an emotional attachment. Bonds can be made for selfish reasons or simply fail to mature to real love. For love to be real each partner puts the other first, each treasures the other above themselves. In love we don't hold one another back, we aspire one other to new heights while always being there to catch after falls, pick the other up, set them back on the road to success and happiness."Love hurts" is the biggest lie out there. Love heals, love makes people whole again and love fills them with the goodness they need to be as kind and loving as their Creator intended. What hurts is betrayal, thoughtlessness, uncaring attitudes and careless gossip. What hurts is people being unfriendly, not welcoming a new person to neighbourhood or making "exclusive" cliques that are defined by who is "not welcome." What hurts is bullying, harassment, selfishness and greed.Love on the other hand is the greatest gift mankind ev
Alara was all dressed that morning. It was going to be a big day so she needed to be her very best.She heaved in a deep sigh, then straightened her shoulders. She headed down the stairs to meet her weird little family. Her mother, Tania, was making breakfast so she leaned forward to kiss her on her cheeks. “Hey mom, good morning.” She gave her a warm smile. Her mother's face brightened. “Oh my darling, you look so beautiful.” She said. “Thanks mom, that means a lot. I had literally put in so much work–” as she was saying, a slender petite lady with pony tail blonde hair walked in.She eyed everyone and smirked. “Hey aunty, hey cuz, what's popping?” She said at last.Ella was Alara’s annoying cousin, Esther's daughter, who was Tania’s sister. Ever since they were living with Alara, they'd been making life unbearable, but her mother refused to accept that fact.“Hey hon, good morning.” Said Tania. “Where's your mother?” She asked.Ella shrugged. “Dunno. Oh these looks delicious.” Sh
Dustin sat down and maintained his posture through out the next five minutes in silence. He knew that everyone were staring at him but he said nothing.Ella was already checking him out. “Well he looks handsome though, but is he really rich? Well we're about to find out.” She thought to herself. Then decided to speak, but Paul was the first to speak.“So, where did you get this suit you're putting on?” He asked. Dustin blinked. Why would he be asking that kind of question, but he shrugged it off and replied. “Royal home,”Paul did not hear him well. Royal home? It was one of the most expensive boutiques in the world! And he would be able to afford a suit there?? Impossible!He laughed out instead and was surprised to see that Ella was laughing too. “You? Royal home!?” He was wheezing now. Same with Ella.“Did my cousin tell you to say this! Ha!” Ella snorted.Alara and her mother were not laughing. But even Esther was chuckling now. She quickly straightened up her posture and cleared