Chapter 29 Three days later the boarded the Easton Comet. They found out the first night on board that, a Guy Reynolds and his wife Molly had taken the other suite. David and Susan liked them from the moment they were introduced, Guy was in his early thirties and Molly a few years younger. They had been in Bengal hunting Tigers, but prior to that they ha...
My name is Sundari Dharamveer. I was born in the beautiful City of Ludhiana, in the Indian State of Punjab. I recently transferred from the Punjab Engineering College in metropolitan Chandigarh, the Punjab State's best town, to Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Leaving my homeland of India for Canada hasn't been easy. However, w...
The sun rose over the Somali nation, once the crown jewel of the Horn of Africa, bathing the dry, arid landscape in its eerie light. As was her custom, Hafiza Elmi rose with the dawn. After making her Fajr prayer, the first prayer of the day, Hafiza began to handle her duties. Even though she was not yet a mother, and her husband Rahman Elmi was traveling fa...
I slept well that night, after acquiring the ring. I woke and reflected on the brief encounter with the African receptionist the previous evening. The young woman had never indicated she was interested in me and was engaged to be married. Yet, within seconds of my touching her with the ring, she'd agreed to accompany me into a toilet. Once there, although cl...
"Here is an item that might interest you Mr. Russell," Homer Parducci, the short, bald owner of the antique shop said to the man standing before him on the other side of the display case. The shopkeeper reached into the case and withdrew a strange looking necklace. "This is a talisman from Africa. I have hung in on this gold necklace, but let me assure you t...
"You're Haitian and Muslim? No way, what on earth made you decide to embrace Islam?" Sawsan asked, and she looked at the big and tall young black man who stood before her, looking rather sharp in his dark blue security uniform, and shook her head. Will wonders never cease? For weeks now she'd been noticing the security guard following her every move whenever...
Emilia walked into her apartment with a large box under her left arm. She placed it on the coffee table when her cellphone rang. It was her boyfriend. "Mather?" she said. "What are you up to?" he said. "Oh, nothing," she said as she opened the box. "I went shopping and found a neat store that sells antiques." "You didn't go spending a huge amount of mone...
I got on the tube at Kings Cross station after getting the train from Cambridge. But, I guess you want a bit more information about me first. I am from Africa but you wouldn't guess if you heard me speak on the phone. My parents came to UK when I was eight They were both career diplomats. That was about a year after my mum almost killed me. This almost killi...
The following story has been written as a reader request, this is a fictionalized telling of true events. This is a multi-part story and is nearing its end. My thanks go to my friend Fabio for the inspiration. This story is the fourth reader request I have done. If you enjoy it, feel free to contact me with a story idea, and maybe I can write something from...
Today I found a grey eye lash. No crisis, no world changing event, just a single, tiny lash devoid of colour. I guess that means I'm getting old. Not that getting old ever held any fear for me. Somehow, I always imagined that I would one day wake up and feel old *and* grown up. Almost like a magical graduation ceremony had taken place during the night and...