“Sometimes when I thought about that day when I did not say goodbye but how come he believes it was a goodbye?” Me.

“Maybe he just realized that,” Indira.

My apartment was flooded from the upstairs and at the beginning I thought it was temporary and then it lasted two days.

“You know what? I never liked work with you. I don’t like it,” Me to Nash.

Nash, “ok please pick your stuff and leave.”

“Bye,” Me.

“Oh, I need to prepare to the test so I have to quit,” Me to another.

“Hi, it was a wonderful journey with your company but I found another full-time job. Babe needs to eat,” Me to Black.

“Hi, I must move back to NYC. Bye, by the way, give me $ 1,000” Me to another employer of mine who does not admit.

“Why not I am an employee? Uh, since you tried not to make me seen as one,” me to that employer, who is that person? My God Mom’s ex, the one feed me ice cream in an high end restaurant in Visakhapatnam.

“Hi, uncle long time no see, guess the Whiskey made you lose weight,” I went to DC to see uncle Hlovk. I still try my beset to figure out whether it was uncle Hlovk or his twin. I just felt his twin is nicer, but I think I am more like uncle Hlovk.

“Mom, so you enjoy Berlin? I hope you do. After you abandoned the household, abandoned us, the only thing I hope you can have is a new life. You know what? I used to think about, what if I have nothing? What if I have nothing? Are you the person who I try to blame? Or myself. Sometimes I asked myself, if I treated you better, with more respect, whether the story can be written differently? Sometimes I asked myself how come I just so naively believed the contract you had with me and dad? Guess like the old words say, the truth is not pretty but it finally reveals anyhow,” a unsent message from me to Jila. Yes, she changed her number after her disappearance.

But it is so weird, I did not cry at all.

But my apartment was.

“Come on sis, now I live in Vevice. I am not sure that I should fight for the apartment or let the apartment outfight me,” I was asking help from Indira.

Uncle Shrine left us one apartment in Harlem. The neighborhood is good but the building has its thing.

We all agreed with uncle that we will not ask how much the tenants pay there.

“But we cannot guarantee that if someone fights for it, we will not fight as well,” us.

By Keyman S. South

The web administrator of Ocean View Group.

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