Thirty Five

I drove half way to his office and parked, for the fear of being followed. I didn't want to risk loosing another set of people again, I wore my nose mask and boarded a cab to his office to avert the media attention. I couldn't bare being in the news for stupid reasons, "Saint Lewis street", I said to the driver. The cab man turned, I perceived he recognized my voice. "Any problem?" I asked him. "Nothing sir", the cab man replied and drove off. Through out the journey all I could do was ponder on who was behind my recent woes. This wasn't the life I wanted for people around me, I could bare being hurt, being kicked at my face, being rejected and cheated, but I won't tolerate it when the innocent people around me begins to get hurt because of me. This was the height of it all, its high time I take the bull by the horn and bring an end to this sudden unrest. The cab stopped at the front of his apartment, I paid the T fare and came out of the car. I sent him a message on What