This entry I’m making in my diary is the very last before I breathe my last. I’ll gulp the entire contents of this bottle of poison and it won’t be long before death beckons. Gladly I’ll answer his eternal summon. […]
You said you didn’t want to go but Asa wouldn’t let you do that to yourself. He’d have dragged you to the party if that was what he’d to do. As your best friend, Asa knew you better than anyone else. He knew your […]
@Salliness; Tanx. One or two sentences gone bad; but not so bad to mar the whole story. I am a trained Accountant. I need an editor to scrutinize every sentence. But editors are busy business-like people. Tanx again
@Tola;Actually’ Sister Vanilla was wearing a shirt and not a blouse. Novitiates at Our Lady of Fatima wear shirts and not blouses. This might be fiction but there is an element of reality in every fiction.