Short Stories

By Patrice Reid

Caribbean Romance: Caught between two men who proposed to her, Ann-Maried is confused. She must make a decision but will the pain of the past ever go away?

Why Me?: When Jen lost both parents, her life was turned upside down. How will she be able to cope with the loss?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Patrice Reid
• Release date: Apr 8, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310524851

Patrice Reid

The writer lives in London England with her husband and three children. She enjoys writing, shopping, watching movies and spending time with her family.

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Short Stories

Patrice Reid

© Patrice Reid 2015

Cover design © 2015 by Victor Taiwo. All rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are from the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photography, recording, or any information storage or retrieval system without permission from the author.

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Caribbean Romance

I sat on the edge of my bed staring at my mum as she tried to convince me to eat my lunch. For two weeks all I was having was juice and water. I felt suicidal but my mother was there to support me. She did not let me out of her sight. I refused to see any of my friends because I wasn’t sure who to trust. I was determined to become a doctor and nothing was going to stop me. Just as my life started to take shape, my whole world fell around me

Two months before leaving secondary school, I felt as if I was being watched. One afternoon whilst in the library, I looked up from a book into a pair of blue eyes. He immediately made himself looked busy as he shuffled a pile of paper on the table. So I wasn’t paranoid then? Someone was really watching me.

Two days later when I tried to break a machine to get my energy drink; the man with the blue eyes came to my rescue. He wasted no time in asking me to go with him to the prom.

Are you sure you don’t want to ask someone else?

You’re the one I want to go with, he said confidently.

I’m not sure, I muttered, I’m going to be late for my class. See you later, I said as I went in the opposite direction.

Excuse me! What is your name? he yelled. Ann-Marie, I answered and carried on walking.

Mine’s Mark! he shouted as I went around a corner. I walked into the classroom with a smile and sat beside my best friend Paula. "You