Anna_Iza

“Excuse me.” 
“Can I help you with something sir?” 
Turning in a rage, “will you give the young lady that get wet, this money for me please?” 
“I am sorry Sir, but I cannot do that.” 
“Then kindly check and see if she has fainted or something, the length of time women takes to change.” 
“Sir, you don’t understand, the young lady left almost ten minutes ago.” 
“Was she badly hurt?” 

He tried to relax realizing, 'Jezell was right, the young lady makes me feel on edge, but why? Seeing her in the mall for the first time, when she collided into us, it was not planned it was an accident, she seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere, but why were she smiling even when Jezell was rude by showing her the third finger. No one has ever gotten under my skin like that before and it irritates the hell out of me, then her running in front the car, I know it was not on purpose. I could see she was in pain but why didn’t she say something, someone else might have shouted at me because I was wrong, and why was I so ignorant, I didn’t even know it was her.’

I Love You Uncle Patch

"Don't worry, I will be back just now."

Sarahiah knew they were after her, so she hurried down the entrance, but then a thought crossed her mind, 'Just suppose he didn't come alone,' so she stooped behind the cars and van. When she saw the car parked up in front of the entrance, she creeped down easily to see if there was anyone in the vehicle.

Sarahiah noticed as she got closer that it was the said vehicle that had been following her, and that had gone asking for her at her home. "Oh Lord Jesus, how long will this continue? For one year I have been living in fear for my life and my family, I need this to stop."

Sarahiah was angry of their constant molesting and greed and seeing her van was clear to reverse she returned inside and took her keys. She then got in her van and reversed slowly until the last family vehicle, thinking, 'It is either me or you, but I am fed up of not having a good night rest and always have to be on the lookout.'

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