“Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!” the crowd yelled pumping their fists. Yogo was inching as close as he could to the edge of the cliff, he could feel the bile climb into his mouth. The violent breeze flapped his beach shorts; slapping his bare scrawny chest. He spat and began to scream. The crowd joined
He yawned and stretched culminating in a shudder. The nurse dashed in flushed and grinning from ear to ear. “Let’s take your vitals, Peter.” Peter was a bit confused, looking around him wondering what the fuss was and where he was. A sharp pain surged through his arm, “not to worry just checking on you
“What does that mean?” Oyoo pointed at a sign he couldn’t quite understand. The sign read in bold: RUDI KWENU JALUO JINGA JEURI! “It means some people are angry and mean to others.” Akinyi responded to her son. “Why? Did the people do something wrong?” Akinyi smiled apprehensively at Oyoo. “No, they just don’t understand
Tap! Tap! Tap! The pen hit the table rhythmically. Pamela released a weighted sigh puffing her cheeks as the air exited her mouth. She looked around and gave a half smile and half sneer at an imaginary person. She spun her pen faster this time between her fingers, tapping her foot impatiently on the bar
There was really deep breathing punctuated with an unusual grunt, it sounded like a wild animal had invaded Robert’s room, he had been up for the past three hours. He nudged the warm body that lay next to his and the grunt stopped abruptly. Finally, the silence he had craved. He could hear the rain
Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! The dripping sound was relentless; the emptiness of the room amplified the sound of each water drop in the cast iron sink. Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Each drop echoing through the room, the walls peeling from years of heat and cold, the terrazzo floors still sturdy, but cold despite the