Echo of Silence, Part 3

V. Mr. Philip Wentworth sits huddled in his den, which is also his library. He has just got off the phone and the information he had just received is…


Echo of Silence, Part 2

III. The couple, lying under the rumpled sheets from their stormy love making session 30 minutes earlier, are totally oblivious to the nightly sounds…


Echo of Silence, Part 1

I. “Hey, Lucille. Umm, do you think you could stop by my office later to collect the book you requested for last week?” I turn around with a smile to…


Echo of Silence: Prologue

Eighteen Months Ago The initial faint sounds seem to get louder as I frantically try to get to the surface of the lake. It’s not unlike the gurgling…


A Hair’s Breadth, Part 3

VI. The man, looking disheveled in a rumpled blue shirt, grimaces as he tries to sit up in a dimly-lit room. The place stinks of stale cigarette…


A Hair’s Breadth, Part 2

IV. Sitting in front of her computer, which she had packed along with other essential items the previous evening, Carla half-heartedly makes a few…


A Hair’s Breadth, Part 1

I. “Mu….m! Mu…m!” a little voice cries out from the backyard. But apparently mum is busy on the phone, in the living room. It’s her husband calling…


Moments, Part 2

V. Two days later, Richard is still missing and I am almost losing hope of him being found. The curfew had been called off already and Isa had asked…


Moments, Part 1

I. “Hey, Jeanette, what do you think of Sudan?” I ask my friend of over twenty years. Jeanette raises her brows, like, “What was that again?” I give…