break for a month.
Month: May 2020
Writers’ Journal #204 – Fried Potato – 87
After Georgia and the professor had left the table, Mary appeared from behind them. “I am proud of you, Malee. Nobody could imagine you would graduate, and definitely not with a top 3 prize.” smiled Mary. In her head, she sighed. If only her son could be more hardworking. She raised the glass from her…
Writers’ Journal #203 – Fried Potato – 86
The ushers brought Malee, along with two other students into a room with drinks and told to wait for their turn for the prizes, Malee had the time observe the other two students. The first being a boy she had never seen before on the campus, but his face looked somewhat familiar to Malee. He…
Writers’ Journal #202 – Fried Potato – 85
“That you graduated from the university with your own effort? Very well done!” said Georgia with her right thumb up. “Ok. Now, help me get up from the tub and dry.” Malee nodded. She helped to clear the plate and then pulled up Georgia’s body out of the tub and dried it well with the…
Writers’ Journal #201 – Fried Potato – 84
“The bath is ready.” said Malee. Georgia was lying on the bed, still in her bathrobe. She looked tired. It must have been the jet-lag that Malee had read in books but had never experienced before since she had never been on a plane before. Perhaps, with the money she had saved from the pocket…
Writers’ Journal #200
Finally, 200th post! An achievement! I am taking a rest this weekend as a pat on my back. Thanks for reading!
Writers’ Journal #199 – Fried Potato – 83
The lift conveniently brought her to the upper floor beside Georgia’s room, where a small storeroom existed originally. Malee lifted the vacuum cleaner out of the lift, and into Georgia’s room to clean up before Georgia coming back for lunch. It was a hard work, but she couldn’t ask the rest of the servants to…
Writers’ Journal #198 – Fried Potato – 82
“Can’t you smell it?” asked Malee. The perfume that Georgia was spreading across the hall and the room should still linger inside the car, Malee thought. It was the favorite of Georgia and John should have no trouble recognizing it, if Malee could do so after seeing Georgia only for a short while before she…
Writers’ Journal #197 – Fried Potato – 81
Georgia took in a heavy breath and pressed down the handle bar to open the door. It was a homecoming that she had planned for years in advanced, just that it was happening right in front of her. George was on a private jet, heading to Hong Kong for a business meeting. Then, he too…
Writers’ Journal #196 – Fried Potato – 80
As the professor expected, Malee aced the last exam with ease and then to the university, along with the rest of the classmates at the top of her class. The entry to the university was never in doubt, but nobody expected her to do better than most of her classmates. It was a joyous event…