DALE held the ball between his fingers, the heat from the leather sending a burning sensation up his arm, and

PAGES were turned as new chapters of his life were written, and, today, he stood as a successful man. No

HIS wife turned on the bed and touched him, saying, “Hmm, yuh are back.” “Yeah.” “All went well?” “Yes, smoothly.”

This is a continuation of the first part of the story published in the April 14, 2024 Edition of the

SACHIN looked with keen interest at the exquisite gold and diamond jewellery in the showcases of the jewellery store. He

LIFE had continued in those struggling times, days still rough on the edges because there were times he had to

HE stood on the wharf, a sapodilla brown man just over middle age, his black shoulder-length hair with strands of

SARAH’S mind was burdened with conflicting thoughts, and the closer Jared got to her through her family, the worse it

IN a little secluded place between the mangrove trees by the river’s bank, she sat, her eyes closed, a book

I came into this world one late night on a grassy parapet in the glow of a street lamp, but