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All Chapters of GRACE ANSLEM: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

5 Chapters

Chapter one

Like a garden of pink asters, her face shone brightly in a softtone of gloss. All smirk and plush, Grace Anslem walked out ofher apartment. Her attractiveness adds colour to the sereneatmosphere in view. The morning sun kissed her skin causing itto glow and radiate in-between of her dress puckers. While sheworked the locks, her face caught the mirror of her door frameand soon became null, as though devoid of emotions. In a flick,a telephone call came in; the loud noise from the device stabbedthe quietude that blew tenderly with the gentle wind. It wasRichard calling. She attended to the call after the door was wellunder lock and keys.“How’re you doing, Richie?”“Great, I must confess. What’s up?”“Nothing serious. I’m just stepping out”“Anything special?”“Not really. Missed you a lot. So, I consi

Chapter Two

GRACE ANSLEM/Noraspunky

Time and tide are synonymous. For every minute spent, there is a lesson learnt. And for every turbulence, there is a mix of sand and moist. This gives an indication that relationships amongst humans are sure to come with several glitches. It takes a good head and peace of mind to level up the stress. For Grace, the last few days has been a mix of bitterness and super sweet emotions. Like an assemblage of words on a print, she sits comfortably on her cushion holding a tub of buttered popcorn. She was seeing an interesting movie, while she also surfed the net in the passing hour. She was with her mouth full when her phone chimed. It was a text from Laura.I'm at your doorstep. Where are you?Coming. She answered and stumbled into the bedroom where she left her keys. Her phone beeped againWhew. Still waiting.After a peep through the spyhole, she

Chapter Three

GRACE ANSLEM/Noraspunky

As humans, we never should find the faults in our stars. For thisreason, we work, hope and outlive our fate. Fate, they say,comes like eventide. After the unruly blanch of the sun allthrough the day, it is a norm for darkness to take turn. It is acertainty, a philosophy that even the wisest of men cannotinterpret. Therefore, even if we cage our hearts and bury themin the deepest layer of our skin, a single pull of emotion couldpull it afloat. Our fate is at work. Maybe or maybe not."You aren't leaving right?" Ernest's voice thundered.He couldn't be serious. Does she really have to be doing this?And how long will this last."On my way already""Please, I need you around. Today, I won't take much time. Ipromise.""But... There's no need for all this. Since it won't take you longto round up, then, I think it's best if I leave."He came closer to her "can we talk?

Chapter Four

GRACE ANSLEM/Noraspunky

To an average individual, living right begins in a good home. But, to those whose eyes has seen the depth of oceans and whose head have journeyed in the wildest forests, living right is just living right. Man grows and adjusts to life as it comes, they say. It is the sole truth. It is truth in circles. It is life as it is."I love you, Grace." He stated confidently."Stop it, please. I can't do this.""Look at me, Grace""I'm sorry this is coming late. You've changed my life completely within the space of one year. It's you I want, I need you in my life. I acknowledge the fact that I made a mistake, but give me a chance to make it right, please." Ernest said as they held hands. "I understand you totally. But, this can't work okay. We can't change anything now, she loves you, she's given her heart to you and she's willing to give up everything f

Chapter Five

GRACE ANSLEM/Noraspunky

No one ever develops courage by constantly being happy. Surviving difficult times and challenging adversities aids development. Every individual has got a story to tell. Sometimes, life can be unfair. It may not give you what you want but force you to take what it gives. "All my years, there was no sign that Mr. Anslem was my foster father. He treated me like his daughter. He stood out among many men and displayed maturity. He never got tired of me. If I so desired, he was willing and is still ready to train me further in school. But, why is all this happening to me and not someone else? What else is yet to be revealed still? I can't even imagine what my next moment will look like. Will I get into a sorrowful marsh and take shelter neath roots or find myself in a pinky castle where joy abides?I shouldn't be brooding over this because I'