“Larry! What are you saying? Don't tell me that you are planning to date that girl. She has just a few days or weeks to live. You are not even a university graduate yet.” Caleb was so angry with Larry with the thought of dating Sophia. He only wanted him to be there for her during her last moment. Larry couldn't lie about his feelings for Sophia. It was a love that emanated from a true friendship.
He told himself that he would stand by Sophia till the end. Larry's parents didn't object to his idea of dating Sophia because her stay at their place was full of joyful memories—especially her last visit on her birthday. It was a glorious occasion. Sandra danced and joined Sophia to sing. Both girls entertained everyone that was in attendance.Larry was a very calm and calculative young man and full of humor. At first glance, most people would think he was very unserious. But he knew better and he knew how to get what he wanted out of life.He knew that Sophia chose Berkeley as her first choice. He talked to Sandra who gave him the information. , he decided to apply to Berkeley as his first choice too. It wasn't a coincidence. He had always wanted to attend the same school as Sophia. He was so happy the day he got his admission letter and called Sandra immediately to find out about Sophia's admission status but unfortunately for him, Sophia's letter was delayed due to her scholarship process. Sandra told him eventually when Sophia got her letter and he was glad to receive the news. They were so close until he got the devastating news about her health. He couldn’t think of losing her. ***“Sandra, how can I cope without you? You’ve been my backbone since day one. How will I manage bullies?” Tears filled Sophia’s eyes. Sandra had been her defense during their high school days. They were seen together at every point except in the library. That was one thing Sophia liked that Sandra didn’t. Sandra read books but not as Sophia did. Sophia could read for hours at a stretch and frequently visited the library. “Sophia! Don't worry. We will talk on Skype. You won't miss me that much. Please don't even do a repeat of the show that Caleb did yesterday. He was crying like a baby, as though I’m leaving the face of the earth.” Sandra didn't want to show Sophia how much she would miss them. Though her school was not as far as Sophia's, St. Louis was closer to home than Berkeley. It was like a 6-hour drive from Cape Town. Cape Town was a small town in Purry with a lovely neighborhood. They had the best security because they protected themselves. They are mostly occupied by black Americans, with a mixed class of people. One thing that was very remarkable about this neighborhood was their love for each other. They cared and celebrate together as though they were related by blood. It was clear how Sandra and Sophia were able to bond like Sisters.“Please don't forget the promise I made to you. I made it with so much joy,” Sandra said, lifting the bag off the table where it was. “Of course, I won't forget it.” “I left a gift for you on my bed but you are only permitted to open it when I’m gone.”“Alright no problem, I can wait,” Sophia said.Sandra had left a photo frame of their graduation picture they took together and a note of their friendship. “It's almost time for the bus to arrive, Sophia, I don't want to be late. Can you help me with this bag, please? Caleb will soon be here to take me to the bus station,” Sandra said and saw Caleb walking towards them. “Oh, speaking of the devil, here he is. Sophia, please bring the bags.”Saying goodbye was a little difficult for them but Sandra had to leave. Sophia was feeling it much because she was yet to leave for school. She cried home though her mum was there to comfort her. She couldn't wait before nightfall to call Sandra. She was very excited to hear from her. Sandra didn’t wait to start describing her school, the environment, the buildings, and a lot more. She introduced her newfound friend and roommate to Sophia. They were so excited to talk to Sophia. They have heard so much about her already in a short while. That was how Sandra was so fond of Sophia.It was a week to the day Sophia would leave for school. She fell sick and was admitted to the hospital. It was very critical. She was in a coma for almost two days. Her mum was devastated. She thought Sophia was gone forever but Larry kept on encouraging her that coma didn’t mean death. There was hope she would come back.Larry couldn't break down before Sophia's mum but he was very much in pain. He couldn't eat for days having lost every appetite in him. The hospital became his home because he couldn't bear to leave Sophia's side. It was a week he wouldn’t forget in a hurry.Sophia jerked out of a coma in the evening of the third day but remained unconscious until after the doctor administered drugs. She became fully awake the next day. The joy that leaped from Larry was second to none. He couldn't contain his joy that he almost lifted Sophia from her sickbed.He instantly called Sophia's mum to give her the exciting news. The doctor had
Sophia and Larry drove off to the bus stop, They arrived a little late, on getting there the first bus has left and they had to wait for the next one. It was a long wait but they didn't feel it much because they had to spend that time getting to know each other well. They talked about so many things, it was shocking to Sophia that Larry Also loves reading books. She has always seen him as a spirited fellow who is so indifferent about books, he hardly visits the library at high school, sometimes she wonders how he managed to excel and even got admission into Berkeley University. Larry had to let the cat out of the bag when she persisted to know how much he reads. Larry told her that he belongs to the category of people that don't need to read long to understand, all he needs, Is to stay in class and then read at night. He made Sophia understand the need for everyone to understand how they assimilate what is being taught or what they read because this helps in saving them a lot
Sophia and Larry drove off to the bus stop, They arrived a little late, on getting there the first bus has left and they had to wait for the next one. It was a long wait but they didn't feel it much because they had to spend that time getting to know each other well. They talked about so many things, it was shocking to Sophia that Larry Also loves reading books. She has always seen him as a spirited fellow who is so indifferent about books, he hardly visits the library at high school, sometimes she wonders how he managed to excel and even got admission into Berkeley University. Larry had to let the cat out of the bag when she persisted to know how much he reads. Larry told her that he belongs to the category of people that don't need to read long to understand, all he needs, Is to stay in class and then read at night. He made Sophia understand the need for everyone to understand how they assimilate what is being taught or what they read because this helps in saving them a lot
Larry was waiting at the Student's park, a place with a beautiful garden where most of the male students meet with their female friends because they can't enter the female hostel and vise versa. He was seated under the oak tree enjoying the cool breeze of the evening waiting patiently for Sophia. He had called Sophia over the phone and informed her of his waiting, meanwhile, Sophia was doing her laundry and promised to join him as soon as she finishes. Larry took a book with him because he was sure of having a long wait knowing how females can be with their preparation. He was reading 'The Price of a Jewel' it was part of the novels recommended for them in their first year. It was an interesting Novel, he had once told his roommate James how he enjoyed reading the book. He was so engrossed in the book when Sophia showed up and she decided to play a little prank on him, she tiptoed and slowly walked towards where he was seated and covered his face with her two palms. He was shocked a
Sophia couldn't find her lecture venue after a long search, she left early because the Professor has fixed the class at 7 am. She almost toured the whole building until she finally met one of her course mate who was on his way to the venue. She joined Dave at the venue and met the Professor already teaching in the class. She was angry with herself for not asking properly the first time. The building was one of the first she has been to earlier but was misdirected by the cleaner she met in front of the building. She sat close to Dave who made a space for her to sit. She gave him a thankful gesture and focused on the Professor who was almost concluding his lectures. Dave offered to assist her by giving his notepad to her because he has been in class before he left to get something which made him meet Sophia looking around for the venue."That is very kind of you Dave", thank you. Sophia was very grateful as Dave gave her the notepad.You are welcome Sophia, "at least t
Larry has finished his preparation to set out for their first training after the registration. He couldn't contain his joy, he was so eager to engage his skills, it's been like ages to him not have entered the field to play since he got to Berkeley. James can see the excitement on his face from the very moment he woke up. He knew something must be behind it. When he inquired and Larry told him about his training, he requested that he will like to go with him, he wants to be sure if non-participant can come along. Larry told him that non-participant can only come in the second stage, the first stage was just for the participants, and the first level of selection. Janes felt bad because he had always wanted to watch Larry play because of the way they argued during the period Larry was about registering for the training. He wanted to make fun of Larry by teasing him in the field. He made up his mind to be at that second stage since he can't attend this first stage. Larry got to the sch
Larry was having a class when his phone rang, he couldn't pick up because he was near the Professor who was giving them lectures. The phone kept ringing continuously and it was Abigail who was trying to get through to Larry. He still couldn't answer his phone because it was prohibited in the class, under no circumstances should anyone answer a call while a lecture is going on. Larry's face turned pale with a constant stare at his phone, his attention was drastically divided, he couldn't focus on what was being taught. Abigail's call must be something urgent, he thought to himself. She is not someone that calls all the time but only when it's important, especially matters concerning Sophia. Larry was restless because he knew that call must be as regards Sophia's health. He couldn't wish more than the Professor to just conclude and leave the class. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours until the professor announced their next class and exited the class. Larry was a bit re
Larry was having a class when his phone rang, he couldn't pick up because he was near the Professor who was giving them lectures. The phone kept ringing continuously and it was Abigail who was trying to get through to Larry. He still couldn't answer his phone because it was prohibited in the class, under no circumstances should anyone answer a call while a lecture is going on. Larry's face turned pale with a constant stare at his phone, his attention was drastically divided, he couldn't focus on what was being taught. Abigail's call must be something urgent, he thought to himself. She is not someone that calls often but only when it's important, especially matters concerning Sophia. Larry was restless because he knew that call must be as regards Sophia's health. He couldn't wish more than the Professor to just conclude and leave the class. Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours until the professor announced their next class and exited the class. Larry was a bit relaxed a
Larry, Abigail, and Sandra, each on a unique journey, carried the imprints of time, etched with the stories of challenges faced and opportunities embraced. The paths they tread were diverse, yet a common thread of resilience, love, and purpose connected them—a thread intricately woven into the fabric of their lives by Sophia's enduring influence.Larry, ever the pillar of strength, navigated the complexities of life with a quiet determination. His professional pursuits had seen growth, mirroring the resilience he had discovered through the trying times with Sophia. The office walls were adorned not just with achievements but also with a sense of purpose that transcended the confines of the professional realm.Abigail, with her pen as a conduit, continued to share the story of Sophia. Through her writing, she became a beacon of hope for those who sought inspiration. Her words resonated with the highs and lows of their shared journey, connecting with readers on a d
Sandra, a parallel soul to Sophia, had ventured down a distinct path, one adorned with the hues of unexpected turns, unforeseen challenges, and unexplored opportunities. Her academic journey, distinct from Sophia's but initiated in the same corridors of ambition, unfolded in the classrooms of a different university. In the vibrant tapestry of her experiences, Sandra sought to weave her dreams and aspirations alongside the cherished memories of her lifelong friend, Sophia.The passing of Sophia had cast a poignant shadow over Sandra's life, a shadow that prompted introspection and led her to reevaluate the course of her own journey. The imprints of shared laughter, late-night conversations, and the camaraderie of kindred spirits lingered in her thoughts, influencing the choices she made and the dreams she pursued. As Sandra navigated the labyrinth of her own destiny, the echoes of Sophia's spirit resonated in the corridors of her memory, guiding and shaping the choices that un
The small family of three, enveloped in the warm glow of their living room, reveled in the passage of time that had woven a tapestry of love, hope, and cherished memories. In the heart of their home, where laughter echoed off the walls, the lively chatter of their daughter Sophia created an ambiance filled with the promise of a future they had built together.As Larry and Abigail witnessed their daughter's growth, they marveled at the spirited child she had become—a living testament to the love and hope that had been the guiding lights through the twists and turns of their shared journey. In her every smile, every shared giggle, they saw echoes of the resilience that had defined their path.The memory of Sophia, Larry's first love and the remarkable woman whose legacy had intertwined their fates, continued to be a cherished presence in the fabric of their daily lives. The visit to Sophia's grave had granted them the closure and peace they sought, transforming the
In the tapestry of their lives, woven with threads of love, hope, and shared memories, Larry, Abigail, and little Sophia embarked on a journey of togetherness. The once-tiny family of three had blossomed into a vibrant tableau of laughter, learning, and boundless affection. Baby Sophia, now a bright and lively child, radiated an energy that mirrored the enduring love that had brought them together.The memories of Sophia, the luminous thread that connected their lives, had become an integral part of their daily existence. Larry's first love, the remarkable woman who had set the stage for their union, lingered in the warmth of their shared moments. As they observed their daughter's growth, her laughter echoing through the walls of their home, they marveled at the tangible connection between the past and the present, a testament to the seamless fusion of love and hope.The journey they were on became a celebration—a celebration of the love that had evolved, the hop
In the carefully prepared nursery, the air was infused with a sense of hopeful expectation. The soft hues of blue on the walls, chosen with care, echoed the promise of new beginnings. A crib, passed down through generations, stood as a silent witness to the traditions and love being passed on.In the hospital room, as the lullaby played gently, Abigail experienced the profound journey of labor, with Larry offering unwavering support by her side. His encouraging words and the warmth of his hand created a cocoon of comfort amidst the anticipation of the impending arrival.Margaret, Sophia's mother, was present, bridging the past and the present with a heart full of joy. Her presence was a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness of their lives—a continuum that now extended to welcome a new generation.As the room buzzed with the energy of new life about to enter the world, the shared love of Larry, Abigail, and Margaret intertwined with the memories of So
The apartment, adorned with the passage of time and the shared experiences of Larry and Abigail, had transformed into a haven of shared dreams and newfound love. Each corner whispered stories of their laughter, their triumphs, and the quiet moments that had become the threads weaving the fabric of their life together.Photographs on the wall captured the milestones of their journey—Larry receiving his degree from Berkeley University, Abigail immersed in her charitable work, and the moments of joy that defined their shared adventures. Among these images, there was a framed photograph of Sophia, a testament to the enduring presence of her memory in the tapestry of their lives.Evenings spent on the balcony, gazing at the city lights, became a ritual of reflection and shared intimacy. The warmth of Larry's hand in Abigail's, the soft whispers of their conversations, and the shared glances filled with understanding spoke volumes of a love that had grown, not in the s
In the heart of the park, bathed in the warm embrace of sunlight filtering through the leaves, Larry and Abigail walked hand in hand. The air was filled with the subtle rustle of leaves and the distant melody of birds, creating a tranquil atmosphere that mirrored the evolving nature of their relationship.As they strolled along the winding paths, Larry's fingers intertwined with Abigail's, a silent affirmation of the connection they had forged. Their love had grown organically, much like the vibrant flora that surrounded them, each step a testament to the journey they had navigated together.The park held a special place in Sophia's heart, and Larry chose this serene setting to continue their conversation. With a gentle squeeze of Abigail's hand, he gestured towards a sunlit clearing under a sprawling oak tree—the kind of tree where Sophia had found solace during her college days.They settled onto a weathered bench, its familiarity mirroring the enduring
In the soft glow of the apartment, Larry and Abigail's relationship had grown into a nuanced and tender connection, a silent acknowledgment of the shared grief that had initially brought them together. The walls of the living room, adorned with photographs capturing moments of Larry and Sophia's love story, bore witness to the intricate dance between the past and the present.The evenings spent in each other's company became a testament to the delicate balance they sought—honoring Sophia's memory while embracing the possibilities of a new beginning. Larry, with a mixture of gratitude and melancholy, found solace in Abigail's presence. Her laughter echoed through the rooms, intermingling with the whispers of conversations that Larry and Sophia had shared in the same space.The apartment, once a shrine to the echoes of Larry and Sophia's love, now bore the imprints of Larry and Abigail's evolving connection. The photographs on the walls were not only a tribute to Sophia's memory but als
The apartment, once a vibrant testament to Larry and Sophia's shared life, now echoed with a haunting emptiness. Every corner seemed to hold the remnants of laughter and shared dreams, but these echoes only intensified the profound void left in the wake of Sophia's departure.The living room, where they had spent countless evenings wrapped in each other's arms, felt colder. The walls, adorned with pictures capturing moments of joy, now served as silent witnesses to the absence of her infectious laughter and the glow of her presence.The kitchen, once a hub of shared meals and whispered conversations, bore the weight of solitude. The aroma of their favorite dishes lingered in the air, teasing Larry with the bittersweet memories of the meals they had once enjoyed together.The bedroom, where their love had deepened, felt like a sanctuary of grief. The bed, once a place of intimacy and comfort, now held the weight of Larry's solitude. He found himself yearning for