He recalled how he laughed with Ella the day she said that her choice of gift depended on who was giving it to her. Instantly, his mood dropped and he rounded up his dinner.“What if we give her a neutral thing that is generally accepted? Such as a handset?” George asked without noticing his father's mood.The old man got up and they were surprised. They focused on him, and he said, “Good night, everyone.”“We have not concluded, Old man,” Samuel revolted.He smiled dryly and said, “The birthday is not now. Is it?”“No, Old man.”“Good. We can continue tomorrow.”“It is all right. Good night.”“Good night,” everyone said simultaneously and they continued.Tim was pleased with George's suggestion and added, “A handset is good. We can also gift her with a cake.”“Yes. In addition to the handset, we will gift her with a cake that will be decorated beautifully with her picture,” Samuel accepted.“And her name written boldly on it,” Gerald stated.“That is a good one,” George accepted.Now
At Laura's House They were silent throughout their journey back. They got into the house that she likened to a dog house a few minutes ago and sat down. Her anguish increased when she compared it with the houses in the estate.Nevertheless, Pa Dickson wished that it could be a dream and he would soon wake up to reality.“I thought the birthday boy gave him a job? Why is he with the government?” Laura asked after she found her bearings.To her despondency, her parents were lost in their different thoughts that they did not hear her. After a long silence, her father drew a long breath and said, “This is strange. No wonder he has a handset.”“Huh! Is that all you saw? Can't you see that he owns a car and a driver?”“A military car at that,” Laura chipped in.“That is true. I think he is the person in charge. Otherwise, he wouldn't have a driver.”“You are right, Dad. But how did they trace our house? Who directed them?” “It baffles me. If only we knew that birthday celebrant, we woul
After he walked away, Samuel faced Tim and asked, “What about Fabian? Is he not working here again?”“Not at all. He preferred to go into entertainment.”“Ha! That had been his heart's desire.”“Yes. After performing at your birthday, he was spotted by a producer who signed a contract with him.”“Wow! I'm happy for him.”The old man was excited to hear that and appreciated what Samuel did for humanity the more. He tapped his back and said, “You don't know what you did for them. Their unborn generations will benefit from this.”“Yes,” Tim looked at him and said.“I'm glad that I was able to help.”Shortly, Valentine and Pa Suresh arrived. He was so happy to see Samuel whom he hardly recognized. Despite his work clothes, he walked up to him and hugged him.“I'm so happy too, see you, Samuel,” he looked into his eyes and said.“I'm delighted to see you too. I can see that you are adjusting to work?”“Yes. I have adjusted. Thank you once again for saving us from poverty.”“It is good tha
“Oh my God! You proposed that I should shift my birthday from Saturday to Monday. Now you have forgotten.”“Oh, my goodness! Pardon my forgetfulness, Your Majesty. Happy birthday in advance.”“Thank you for your wishes. But promise me that you will be around on Monday.”“A slave has no time of his own and cannot make promises with it. I will be around if my boss permits me.”“Oh! I remember.”“Goodbye for now.”“Bye,” they said simultaneously.He walked into the elevator and sent a message to George.(We can continue the speech writing at home. I'm starving).The message confused George because he could not say why he just arrived and started complaining of hunger. All the same, he replied, (I got it.)At Smirnoff's Office Everything was going smoothly and the preparations for the celebration were on top gear. Although he was not shortlisted for promotion he had his pound of flesh. Throwing the Head of State and the nation into turbulence made his day.“At least he was restless for s
He looked at the directions of the Archbishop and his team of bishops and clergymen. In the same vein, he looked at the Chief Judge and his team and they were smiling.Nevertheless, he continued his speech by enumerating the achievements of the company since the new President took over and the audience was thrilled.“Finally, it may interest you to know that we discovered The Blue Diamond, a rare precious stone in Canterbury…”The audience interrupted him and began to murmur, “Ha!”“Wow!”“The Blue Diamond in Canterbury!”“This is splendid.”“Very impressive.”Afterward, he continued, “That is the icing on the cake. The country has never experienced such in her history and we return all the glory to God.”“Amen,” they chorused.“Finally, with your prayers and support, we promise to do more. The Canterbury Heroes Borough and the Steel Mill will be ready before the half of the coming year. Thank you for listening,” he concluded and carefully avoided the defeat of Gen. Hanklin of South C
The President's Office.After instructing Bright, he became busy with work but had his eyes on the CCTV. When a lady walked into the Secretary's office, he saw a mature lady with a good spirit and positive outlook“Is she the one?” He asked himself and began to monitor her.“Good morning, Bright. I'm Ella Patrick.”“I know. Good morning. Your services at the Senior Staff member's house is over. You are hereby recalled to the canteen.”“It's all right. When do I return?” She responded as though she had been expecting it.“Now,” Bright said and watched her countenance.“I got it. Have you informed the Canteen Supervisor? He wasn't expecting me back.”“It is possible. Let's see him,” Bright accepted and got up.He looked at Gilbert and informed him, “Let the President know that I have gone to the canteen.”“I will do that, Mr. Desmond,” he responded and they watched them walked out.George smiled happily and mumbled, “She is fine. I pray that Dad loves her.”At The LobbyLaura was still
At The President's OfficeGeorge called his father back after he sat down, and they talked about many meaningless things and laughed as well. George was carried away by the conversation that he did not remember his lunch until he got a call from the General Manager.“Okay, Dad. I have to go back to work,” he informed him.“It is all right. Be a good boy,” he remarked.“Boy?” George asked and laughed out loud.The old man laughed too. He was yet to wake up to reality and catch up with the present. To him, George was that small boy who he enrolled in the Canterbury Defense Academy some years ago. “Oh! Pardon me. Be a good soldier,” he apologized and corrected himself.“Better. Enjoy the rest of your day, Dad,” George said and cut the call.He got up immediately and called Capt. Bolton back while walking to the door. He opened it and noticed that Bright was still seated. Likewise, he got up and followed him.“Hello, Sgt. Young. You are not in the canteen yet,” Capt. Bolton greeted him w
At Laura's HouseThe janitor was cooking for the first time by trial and error which led him nowhere until Laura returned from work. She had resolved to embellish furnace on Ella and send her away for being a friend of her enemy.Without recognizing the guards at the gate, she worked into the house and yelled, “Come here, Ella. What were you …”“Welcome back, Boss. Ella isn't back from the complex,” the janitor interrupted her and declared.“What! She left the complex long ago,” she stated and the janitor was speechless.Nevertheless, all hell broke loose when she got to her parents' apartment and met her father in critical condition.“What is the matter with him, Mom?” She asked anxiously and examine the medications on the table.“Welcome back. He had a fever.”“Fever? Why didn't you inform me?”“I did not wish to bother you. But I asked Ella to get some medications for him from the mall,” she said and showed her the drugs.“Did she bring this from the mall or complex?” She asked in