Why Always Me?

By Omoruyi Uwuigiaren

There was trouble. Tom was at the heart of everything. When it involved the police, things did start to spiral out of control. You don't need to know everything. You only need to know enough.

He had to work late again even though it was Christmas Eve. But now, at last, the hammer had fallen on him! As soon as he was indoors, Tom sank into his favorite chair. After a time, he sat up and drew his rickety table. The little man lit up the room and his face looked pale in the lamplight. He took the letter out of his pocket. He lowered his bifocals. He glanced above them at the letter and a deep melancholy settled over his spirit. The company had sacked Tom and it was a bitter pill to swallow. "WHY ALWAYS ME?" he banged the table.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fiction4All
• Release date: Apr 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215261828

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WHY ALWAYS ME?

Omoruyi Uwuigiaren

Published by Fiction4All (Dragon Claw Books imprint) at Smashwords

Published by Fiction4All in association with

Human Change Communications Company

Copyright 2023 Omoruyi Uwuigiaren

This Edition – Copyright 2023

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Chapter One - Hard Times

Tom wore a long face and trudged on. His trousers had faded and clothed with dust. Reaching the threshold, he inserted the key into the lock and embraced his house. He hissed and slammed the door behind him, for the evening was the worst day of his life. He had to work late again even though it was Christmas Eve. But now, at last, the hammer had fallen on him! As soon as he was indoors, Tom sank into his favorite chair. After a time, he sat up and drew his rickety table. The little man lit up the room and his face looked pale in the lamplight. He took the letter out of his pocket. He lowered his bifocals. He glanced above them at the letter and a deep melancholy settled over his spirit. The company had sacked Tom and it was a bitter pill to swallow. WHY ALWAYS ME? he banged the table.

Tom had disposed of the letter when he heard a faint knock on the door. Who’s there?

It’s I, Priscilla, her voice was as soft as the morning breeze.

Tom masked his anger with an exaggerated smile and opened the door. He said a friendly good evening to her. I am sure you came to inquire why I did not attend the church service. My employer asked me to work extra hours…

Oh, I understand, the lady smiled as Tom led her into his humble home. Priscilla sat on a chair with her back to the wall. She placed her hands on her thighs and glanced at the little man. I have good news for you. She revealed, God told me that you have lost your job. But He will use this setback to turn your life around.

A ray of hope flushed over Tom’s suntanned face as he sat up and muttered, Amen!

She closed her eyes and