All Chapters of My Father's Wish : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A heart disease. Yeah, that had to be the explanation. I was probably suffering from a heart disease because my heart was beating way too fast for it to be functioning appropriately. I really should have considered going over to the medical laboratory students to get my blood pressure checked because I was damn sure it was going to be over a hundred and fifty. " Um, I don't know what to say", I looked up to him; literally looked up to him because he was like six feet tall and I was like a five or something, so I looked up to him, into his eyes, " thank you so much", I said, smiling. " You're welcome", he said and then came the tension. Not really a tension but a certain kind of awkward moment where we both didn't know what to say and consequentially just stood there, looking at each other in the face. " Well um, I'll leave you to get on with what you're doing. I'll be in the car", he said, scratching the back of his head in what seemed like nervousness. " Okay. I'll be s

I read ' The Last Good Man ' by Patience Swift in my first year in college. What had attracted me to the book was the name - The Last Good Man. I couldn't agree more with Patience Swift that Sam was literally the last good man on earth because it was obvious that the earth was becoming something else. In fact, at the time, I concluded that he was the last man, the rest of us living on planet earth were animals, and the wild ones preyed on the domestic ones. It was evident in everyday life that there were two factions in the world; the predators, and the prey, and every prey was trying so hard to become a predator, while the predators were still on their toes, lest they fall from their status as predators down to the level of prey. The government sector, the economic sector, even the educational sector, all of them contained predators and prey, and the lie that the prey listen to each time it was time for elections was always " I'm here to help", coming straight from the mouth of beas

You know, I've always wondered why we guys were always prejudiced. Like always. A girl can call her fellow girl pet names, hug her when they meet, even kiss her on the lips or peck her, but the minute a guy does that, it's concluded; with no further inspections needed - he's gay, and not only is he gay, the other guy he calls pet names is also gay, and is automatically his boyfriend. Like what the fuck? Did he have to make that face of ' what did you just call me?' Uh? Can't I just casually call him my love with no strings attached? Actually, a couple or more strings were attached, but what does it matter? " Oh, I meant um....................... I meant my Lord, not my love", I said with an awkward smile but the old lad was still staring at me in confusion, " seems like you don't know the meaning of your name again. In ancient Greek, the name Basil means royal, and in respect to that I called you my Lord", I said, trying my best to sound as educative as possible, but the e

Hazel's POV I just couldn't tell why, but I just wasn't having it. I wasn't feeling like myself and I couldn't quite place a description of how I was feeling. I thought maybe it was because of how I saw Hunter smiling sheepishly yesterday but I quickly dismissed the thought. In my usual slow driving method, I drove into my premises and parked in the garage, being careful enough not to hit any other car there. I made my way to the building and on opening the door, I was welcomed with the tasty aroma of lasagna, reminding me that I had been surviving on coffee all day. I made my way to the sitting room, intentionally slow walking to perceive more of the aroma. It was torture, knowing fully well that I wouldn't partake in the food feast, but it was an enjoyable torture. As I was about to walk past the kitchen, a miracle happened. " Hazel", Hunter called out to me, and I turned to face him. He was wearing an apron and a chef cap, behind a very sexy looking body hug top and jo

With the speed of light, Basil rotated the steering wheel with accurate precision, screeching the car tyres and ultimately avoiding the truck, plunging into the grassland beside the road, pressing hard on the brakes as the truck honked it's way past us. We almost died right there. I tried to regulate my breathing as adrenaline surged through my veins, making me a little shaky. I tried to pull myself together, and eventually succeeded in doing so, but as I turned around to see how Basil was doing, I was shocked to see him vibrating vigorously. His whole body was shaking with terror, and even though he tried to still himself, it wasn't working. “ Hey, it's okay, it's okay”, I said as placed my hands on his back and patted him slowly, trying to calm him down, but it didn't seem to be working. He was still shaking violently, and the shaking increased as tears streamed down his eyes, his head bowed low.He was having a severe panic attack, and I knew without being told that I had