"After she left, Anita rang Taha to come over to the house. He came, and brought along a girl with an obtruding burst which wouldn’t have been so prominent if she had not kept adjusting her left bra strap every four minutes with her right hand and distracting Anita greatly. She didn’t get round to asking Taha if there was anything she needed to know, about Julius that is.
Although that wouldn’t have done much good anyway as Taha was completely immersed in the attention the girl was giving to him, being completely oblivious of Anita’s agitation.
Noor biked in shortly after they left through the kitchen door. He was smiling a new smile and holding a bunch of fresh Jasmine blossoms whose scent diffused into the room to hug and wring out the apprehensive air that had been hanging since Olivia left about two hours before.
“Are those for me Noor?
He laughed and gave Anita a slight peck on the cheek and was gone up the flight of stairs before she could even borrow a stem.
He came back down quickly still holding the flowers.
“Where’s she?” He asked expectantly. Sublime Innocence, the novel.
Tomorrow is my deadline to send in the complete manuscript. I have a long stretchy story to tell that goes like this," My computer decided to act up and basically, for the last two weeks this editing business has been moving at the speed of a snail. Microsoft discovered I wasn't using their original O.S and since then, opening a single page takes about half an hour. At this point I'm editing from the gmail text editing option online." But I guess I'll save it, those are the kind of tales I told when I did the column in 04.
I decided to put a stop to it and spent a day at Lowyat Plaza trying to trade in my old laptop for one of those swift new things but turns out my poor mPAQ is worth just as much as a memory stick. That was an insult, especially since this computer has seen me through some very trying times, hehe. So we just looked around for a cheap external hard disk and I've been backing up my things all day, and that's all I can do at this pace.
Anyway, I'm going to the beach this weekend so I have to arrange my affairs to ensure I have a clear mind when I hit the beach with two of my best girls. Hoping there will be many dry afternoons, especially since someone gave me a costume just the right color, just the right size.
I must say it's been a long run, and I have a secret smile just thinking, I've actually written and finished a book, it's just a beginning, I'm not done collecting stories.