"What game are you playing, Stephanie?" Mr Lenon asked her.
"What game does it look like I am playing? Baseball? Basketball? Or maybe volleyball? Oh, wait, you have a favorite, golf!" She said excitedly, getting up from her seat.
"Or maybe I am just playing golf here, who knows?" She asked before laughing maliciously.
"Oh please, just stop this insane game you are trying at. Are you supposed to be doing this?" He questioned her with a pitiful look.
"Oh please, are you going to lecture me now? What am I supposed to be doing, since I am a baby and don't know my left to my right?" She asked with a frown.
"That's not the point! That's not my point! Don't be ungrateful! Don't be a bitch! He did something beautiful for you and yet you want to put him on trail? What the heck is wrong with you?" Mr Lenon asked him, his voice was beginning to grow thicker and vengeful.
<Yang Peterson's villa"Do you know how to play golf?" He asked Leonard who just stood watching."If I knew or had interest, I wouldn't be standing like a zombie and just watching," he replied with a smile."Ouch! That sting! You definitely learnt that from Emily right?" He asked him with a smile plastered to his face. The smile that welcomed them into the golf court had remained even after thirty minutes of their arrival, it never faded. Increased and decreased a little for the past thirty minutes."She has been a great influence to me and I don't mind being influenced for life by her," Leonard said jestfully which caused Peterson to laugh his lungs out, he leaned to the back with the golf stick going to the stick."Oh my goodness! You won't have me killed, Leonard," he stated while still laughing."No, of course not! You aren't going away, you haven't seen a
“Hey, what a pleasant surprise.” Peterson said as he picked the caller and put the phone in his ears.“Oh oh , ha ha, it really is a dream.” Grik muttered out loudly as he anticipated the conversation on the telephone.“Shh, be quiet, you old squirrel.” Peterson whispered to Grik with a scornful hush.James and John sighed and shook their heads, facing Grik’s direction and looking at him sternly, one could tell they were fed up with the old man’s childish behavior.Now, Peterson was talking rather solemnly on the phone. “Lenon my dear pal, it’s been ages, how’s life been?” He said in a rather playful manner and they talked and talked.Soon, Leaonrd was beginning to get uneasy and he tapped Emily on the shoulder, “hey why don’t we go inside.” He whispered hurriedly to her and Emily smiled in
“What does Lenon want this time? Come to tell us he’s sorry huh?” Grik asked almost impatiently as old man Peterson hung up the call.“I was going to ask you the same question you know,” he replied Grik with a grin.“Oh come off it and get to the details, we ain’t got no time for no jokes, right? You two!” He said as he pointed to James and John, the Baldwin brothers.Grik was an English man from the West Midlands, they were known for their impatience and their severe British accent, the accent never changed, even if they migrated to another region or country …… they still seemed to always maintain their accent.James and John nodded calmly, “let’s give him time Grik, he just finished making a call.” Came the reply from James and his brother nodded in agreement.Grik sighed and fumed, everyone was aga
“Hey good morning my lady….” Leonard said, pushing Emily’s pillow out of her head. Emily seemed to ignore him and she just lay there. “Rise and shine sleepy head,” Leonard said and this time he pulled her up from her sleep. “Ohhh, let me sleep Leo, I’m so tired.” She grumbled and Leonard pulled her hair so hard that she gave a loud yell. “Ouuchh,” she yelled at him and punched him slightly on the chest. “What the hell was that for?” She asked him, somewhat annoyed at the little pain he had caused her head and scalp. “That’s what you get for being a sleepy head.” Leo replied without any show of regrets. “Oh wow really?” Emily booed and picked up a pillow, she attacked him with the pillow by jumping and bouncing on him.Leonard noticed her, just in time to dodge, but she hit him from behind, making his dodging of her strike useless. “Okay, fine you win,” he said as he went down on his knees and accepted defeat.<
“Why don’t I go get the vegetables from the farm,” Leonard suggested and his lover told him to go to Peterson. “Go meet gramps and tell him to show you where the vegetable farm is at.” Leonard walked out of the kitchen and to where Peterson was buried in his book and listened to the early morning news on the television. “Excuse me sir, could you show me to the vegetable farms so I can pluck some for breakfast,” he asked the old man politely and he raised his head up and pointed to the direction of the farm. “Thank you sir,” Leo said, heading toward the farm. Peterson didn’t seem to be in the mood, he was not happy about what he had heard in the news. Apparently, the president of the country, Kenneth, had borrowed two billion dollars from a neighboring country and he knew too well that it was going to end up as a bad debt. “Wheeew,” he mused in annoyance. “Where’s Kenneth leading us to in this country? If the idiot can’t do
Breakfast was ready, it was a wonderful meal of rice and salad. Claire brought her grandfather’s food in a richly adorned tray. “Here you go sir,” she said, placing the tray on the side table in front of him. His face seemed to change and his mood brightened once he noticed the food and perceived the aroma. He was obviously famished. One bite and one taste confirmed Claire’s expertise in cooking. “Hmhmh, wow you’re such a wonderful cook my child,” Lenon said to his granddaughter, a wide smile and grin on his face. “Thank you sir, I prepared it specially to make you happy and I’m really glad you like it.” Claire said to him in a rather loving and caring tone and it really touched the old man’s heart. Old Lenon bent over and pecked his daughter on the cheek. “God bless you my child, your days are blessed and you shall find favor in the presence of your fellow men.” He placed his hands on his daughter’s palm and blessed her. T
Leonard paused for a moment and sighed, “it’s fine my dear, I never talked about them though, so it’s not your fault.” He added. Emily looked at him with so much concern, but Leonard didn’t seem to want to talk about his parents, and Emily seemed really concerned, she sensed the unease and discomfort he felt and it really bothered him. “When we get back home, I’ll like us to talk about something privately.” Emily said to her lover and she held his hands and squeezed it tightly. Leonard drove on and checked the google map on his screen, they were almost at Dovely palace hotels. ********* “I want him alive, I want him here in at least three days time, and I mean it, I’m really serious.” Stephanie instructed Graham, a notorious gang leader who has a rather gentle face, his face was too gentle, meek and innocent for a gangster, to talk more of a leader. Graham nodded at Stephanie, then without saying a word and he brought out h
The two of them turned around to see Stephanie, she had just returned from her outing, looking all tired and worn out, but she still managed to wear an imposing smile. Lenon patted Claire on the back and grabbed the car keys from the table, he walked out of the house and to the car park, completely ignoring Stephanie’s presence. Claire sat on the couch and managed to welcome her sister rather nonchalantly. “Welcome,” she said and picked up the remote control to turn on the television. Stephanie stood there, looking at the whole scene unfold before her, she was just dazed and speechless. “Food, that’s the only thing I will consider important right now,” she said to Claire who had now found an interesting channel and was heavily engrossed in the TV. “There’s some rice in the pot, if you’re hungry, just warm it up and eat.” Claire said to her sister briefly and continued watching her TV immediately. Stephanie didn’t