NO HARM

     NO HARM   CHAPTER ONE(LOVE BIRDS)            The morning was beautiful for it was supposed to be so for every lovely couple on their first morning together as a man and wife. Lilian looked at Mark as he slept,she was so happy looking at him. She didn't want to wake him up so she left the bed gently.         When Mark woke up,Lillian was not by his side,he walked to the bathroom's door and heard the sound of a running shower. He called on to her and she told him she would be there in a minute.        Breakfast for them was so lovely,you wouldn't know how tasty hot choco,bread and fried eggs is until you ate them with someone you love so much. Their honeymoon was going smoothly, just how they planned it.          They would spend a week in "Perfect timing" resort before going home. Lilian loved to spend more tha

CHAPTER THREE(shackles)      Lillian was cooking in the kitchen when Mark walked in,he took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and poured water in a glass,he didn't drink the water,he placed it on top of the table at the centre of the kitchen.       "What are we going to do on our second wedding anniversary? Candlelight dinner or a small night party?". He asked Lillian. Their second wedding anniversary was just around the corner,Mark noticed his wife has been lost in her thoughts recently.          " none,let's just live it like every normal day.  Lillian have been too busy thinking about babies,at first she didn't want to rush but now it has been two years and she haven't even had a miscarriage. What is nice but is annoying to her is that her husband doesn't even pressure her for children.         "Sweets,what's wrong? you've been acting too moody these days,we

Mending challenges   LILLIAN      I remember my childhood days,an average family, fighting strong could be used to define my family then. There were times when it was just too hard and my mom would cry all night,she would pray to God from mid night to morning. She was a single mom trying to save her kids from this harsh world. I was very angry while growing up,I didn't have a dad,he died when I was four years old. I let the fact that I didn't have a father border me,"things would have been better if we had one".         My mom tried her best playing dual roles,it wasn't easy taking care of three children single handedly. My younger sister always said she wanted to be like mom. I thought life was so unfair to us,at some point, I was so ungrateful. One day while coming back from church, I saw my classmate and her family being thrown out of  their house,I remember how the landlord locked the door and