She turned to her friends waving them goodbye as she entwined her hands with Richardson, following his lead while they walked off into the park.As they did so, her friends who were a bit jealous of her gossiped about her a little.“Do you think she’s really dating him or she’s making it look like she’s dating him? Cos I’m not buying it,” the nurse who had been skeptical about their relationship from the beginning said.“I doubt that they’re together,” another nurse added. “He didn’t look happy but maybe it is not her fault, maybe he had his mind on something.”“I don’t care, I doubt she’s still capable of being his girlfriend. It’s like ice and fire. He’s ice and she’s fire. She is not staying long with him.”They gossiped some more about the couple before deciding to get back to their work.***The walk the couple had around the park was pleasant as Richardson started to feel better. He was enjoying it so much with Jennie. He started to like her company even more.He liked how
Richardson drove home for the day while thinking of how his week had gone. It had been two weeks since his last date with Jennie and he had been swamped with work. Sure from time to time they would hang out but he had to leave all the time whenever he got a call from Damien or Tom.He drove into a lane as the traffic slowed to a halt. Taking out his phone, he found the time to be 5:38 p.m.“Great,” he sighed. He watched people pass by his car, glaring at it with wide eyes. He could tell they loved his car and it made him smile.They could not see who the driver was as the car was tinted with a dark glass and he appreciated the inanimate object. It was for the best. This way his identity was kept safe.A particular girl struck his sight making him remember the poor girl whom he had caused to lost her memory at the hospital.He had been going there to visit her and everytime he would go there, he would get her a packet of jello. She changed her taste and started taking other candies s
“A few weeks ago I hit someone with the car,” Richardson noted while dropping the drink back on the table. “Now it was an accident and I did not mean to do it.”He sighed remembering the events of the fateful day. It still haunted him and he wanted so much to forget it to no avail. It was impossible to do so. “I took her to the hospital and had her admitted. For weeks she was in a coma and it wasn’t until three weeks ago that the doctor in charge of her health called me up to tell me that she had woken up.”Richardson watched Damien breathe a sigh of relief, dropping his glass on the table.“There is a slight problem with her awakening,” Richardson went on with his tales. “She awoke but she had amnesia.”“So she doesn’t remember who she is or…”“She cannot remember anything.”They both stared at each other, none saying anything for the minutes which passed by.The sounds they could hear were the loud noises from the television and the hum of the Air condition.“Any broken bones?” Dam
Jennie came out of the shower with a frown on her face. It was pretty late and she had finished her shifts on time.She picked up her phone to call Richardson but dropped it back on her bed while laying in it.“I’ll wait for him to call me,” she muttered, laying in bed with her face staring at the ceiling.Her mother’s words came to her, reminding her of her situation and her position in the world.This motivated her to get out her phone and call him again.While it rang, she could not help but relive the events of the day. She remembered seeing him in the hospital and waving, however, he had moved past her without even looking.He must have had something on his mind to have done that.The phone beeped notifying her that there was no response.“Where are you?” she sighed, laying back into bed.She could not believe that he had not spoken to her throughout the day and he had not cared to call. What was he doing?Her phone started to buzz which she picked in a hurry. It was him.“Hello,
“Minus the racing that I don’t think would happen as the racing course is closed for the week, what are you doing in this part of town?” Richardson stretched his leg while asking the man beside him.“I came out to enjoy the wonderful breeze and rest from the troubles of the week,” Philip laughed. “I mean, tell me you’re not enjoying this wonderful morning view.”Richardson could not agree more. The view before him was wonderful and it mesmerized him. The birds which flew about their day, chirped as the sun burned bright in the blue skies.It was all he had ever wanted to see if he ever had the chance to make enough money to rest from the financial struggles around.He had watched the sceneries before him on television and wondered how it would feel like to be able to enjoy it, yet here he was doing so.“I didn’t see you at the end of the party,” Philip said, getting out five pieces of chewing gum from his pocket. “Gum?”Richardson refused the offer laying comfortably into the bench, “
“I know what I would do if it ever came down to it,” Philip said to his feet. “I can see we won’t be having that race today. I’ll have to put out a rain check for that.”Richardson followed suit standing to his feet.“I understand. Besides, where’s your car?”“Over there,” the man pointed to a blue Bugatti veyron parked in a corner. “Nice car,” Richardson admired as they started down the stairs heading for the race track. “So I guess this is goodbye until we meet again?”“I guess,” laughed Philip. “We’ll talk later.”“Sure,” he stretched out his hand to shake his cousin as they parted ways.While he got into his car, he heard an engine roar to life before zooming past his car.“Hope he doesn’t die from overspeeding,” he laughed, igniting his car.He had liked hanging out with Philip. He had liked him at the party as he had found someone he could relate with but after their conversation at the track, he found himself liking him even more.Looking at his watch, he decided to drop the i
Richardson had played chess with his grandfather and he was a pro at making risky moves. He knew all he needed to do was beat them at their own game and earn their respect. It was going to be difficult if he was going to play with someone who was going to be as good as Damien but he could scale through.To jump into the game without a data of his opponent would be suicide. He had to watch them play and know how they did their thing.The Don made some amateur moves which got the other opponent into a mindset that they were winning. The opponent made a few major moves getting their tricks to be exposed as the Don made a huge move, taking out the major league.“Checkmate!” the Don yelled out with a loud laugh, taking the money from the table before turning to the elated crowd. “Does anyone want to play?!”“Give me some more time, I can do this!” the man being dragged out yelled. “But you have given everything to me including your pinky finger,” laughed the Don. “What else would you wan
“What a surprise,” the Don gasped, laying back in his seat after staring at the board in silence for a few minutes. Even Richardson who had won was shocked at his winning move. It had been one he had brought up on the spot. He had tried using his own move which had failed and after trying with his grandfather’s move, he resorted to combining the two moves to win. A risky gamble but it had played out well.“How did you do it?” the Don asked in shock. It was clear he was not expecting to be defeated at his own game. This was news to the man who stared at the board like some secret would flow from it.“I… I don’t know,” Richardson chuckled. “I wasn’t even expecting to win.”He was elated at his new mice which he was ready to try out with his grandfather. The old man would definitely be defeated after a bout or two of the game.“What do you want?” the Don clicked his fingers as the crowd dispersed leaving him in the booth with his opponent.“I just…”“Hey Gary,” the Don called to his se