time b

to be late for it. I looked down at the grocery shopping list that my granny had carefully prepared and sighed

ir tricycles, an uncle walking his dog and so many more. However, I had to come to a sudden halt when I almost ran into a slightly plump old man.

ou? Are you hurt?” I apologized and

sk to make sure. He seemed shocked to see me apologizing profusel

and a little on the fat side, but I assure you that I am strong and ve

ack at him. However, I was very aware of the fact that I was running lat

man called out to me

u need help with s

alled Jack Witman?” the old man

ever heard of someone

fore. Sorry, I couldn’t be of help here,” I

the old man r

? Does he live in this town?”

ere younger and I haven’t seen him for many years but now that I’m ge

e never heard of him. I’m so

’s ok,” the man sai

o…have a good day, Sir! I hope you find yo

upermarket. I definitely won’t make it on time but if I hurried, I was

o himself as he watched the young woman run further and f

my effort in grabbing items on sale. Although I arrived a little late, luckily, I was able to bu

I could purchase a bicycle or a small trolley of some kind that I could use to transport these heavy bags o

ily with an average standard of living. We had a house; a car and I went to a private school where I had many

stigations later revealed that the truck driver was drunk from a party he had attended the previous night and h

r burning up in flames before it exploded. A few other people who were at the

accident. Since I had a sleepover party at one of my girl friend’s house the night before, I was on my way to school with her when the accident occurre

hat would have been

the funeral for my parents, I found out that their so-called business partner had taken over the company and that there was nothing left of it to be pas

y the collateral: our house. After settling the debt and all was said and done, I had lost the house, the car and almo

e cont