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Chapter Thirteen - Nonchalant

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More Novels by Refioe Mooi Download Here Chapter Thirteen - Nonchalant As I said in the previous chapter, my mother was excessively happy for me and the sight of her happiness empowered me with delight. Henceforth, I could not shy away from the amount of joy that was constantly setting me alight. It was a blissful reality, one that I yearned to embrace to eternity, yet despite my happiness and that of my mother, I still longed for my father's approval and I know that I previously mentioned that I was not going to let his disapproval rain on my parade but to be honest, I was just pretending, though I could no longer disown the fact that I was longing to see my family united during the hour of my victory. Furthermore; I think my mother and I shared that sentiment, for she had willfully decided to tell my father about the art program, and the ramification of my application there-upon. Sadly, he was neither happy nor amazed to hear that I was going to Switzerland because of my art. I w...
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Chapter Twelve - Terrified

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More Novels By Refioe Mooi Download Here Chapter Twelve - Terrified Evidently, about two thousand people had applied for the art program established by ' Billy, The Swiss Painter', but only hundred applicants were selected to be part of the program and I was earnestly bright eyed and bushy tailed when I found out that I was amongst the selected group. Henceforth, plentiful opportunities were to be bestowed upon me and those of my group. What's more, I had never set foot in Switzerland before, thus I was set ablaze with joy when I found out that the program was going to be held in Switzerland for a period of six months, and with all expenses paid  by the sponsors of the program.  I was very happy that I was selected, though I could not readily sail under false colors and say I was not terrified a little, I mean I was going to be in the same chamber with some of the best painters in the world and I was merely a newbie. Nonetheless, I was neither doubting my artistry nor imp...
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Chapter Eleven - "It's Okay Steven"

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  More Novels By Refioe Mooi Purchase Here Chapter Eleven - "It's Okay Steven" Midday to Dusk Events “Nathan, Thank you so much for hosting me, I honestly appreciate your hospitable treatment.” My mother lengthened her gratitude towards me and frankly, I was delighted to see that my well disposed presence had altered her mood. “Mom, I am your son, thus you are more than welcome to pay me a visit at any juncture.” I courteously lengthened my response to her as well. “I mean it Nathan, thank you very much.” My mother emphasized her gratitude since she could see that I was trying so hard to dismiss myself from the spotlight. Thereafter she gave me a hug and from that gesture, I could tell that she was undoubtedly thankful. Around 12 p.m. she drove back to Polokwane and fortunately, I was less ill at ease because she was driving during midday and that really put me at ease. When she arrived home, dusk was already at hand. I suppose it took her longer to make arrival because s...
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Chapter Ten - Unfriendly Deeds

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More Novels By Refioe Mooi Purchase Here Chapter Ten - Unfriendly Deeds The Next Morning. The next morning came about and it seemed my mother was at sea, for she could not remember anything regarding the previous night. Furthermore, she was extremely worried that she had spent the night away from home without informing her husband but little did she know that I had already briefed my father on her behalf and I immediately liberated her from discomfort by declaring my father’s awareness of her whereabouts. There-upon she succumbed to tranquility but as she was gradually gaining remembrance of the encounter she had with Chloe Rush, misery infiltrated her uplifted mood and tore her into irreversible pieces. I was honestly hoping that she would be at ease by this time, but it seemed I was biting off more than I could chew.  My mother tried to assemble herself for work but I politely asked her to refrain for a day or two, and surely my father would understand, the kind of state my moth...
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Chapter Nine - Nightfall

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     More Novels By Refioe Mooi                 Purchase Here Chapter Nine - Nightfall Sunday - Nightfall. After the encounter we had with Chloe Rush, my mother drove me back to my place. It was already nightfall and the kind of state she was in, troubled me with no remorse. I had insisted on booking myself a guest house because it was late for her to drive me to Johannesburg and thereafter drive back to Polokwane. I was honestly not at ease with that but she was always obedient to keeping her end of the bargain when rendered. Upon her plea of my accompanying her, she gladly promised to take me back to my place after the event and she was obediently doing just that. When we arrived in Johannesburg, it was already 20:30 p.m. and like I said before, I was not at ease with my mom having to drive back to Polokwane during the night and her dismay added fuel to the fire, it got me more anxious. What’s more, my mother was not fond of alco...
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Chapter Eight - Self-Regarding Decisions

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   More Novels By Refioe Mooi Purchase Here Chapter Eight - Self-Regarding Decisions My mother was an accountant by profession, a brilliant one for that matter and one could easily foretell the latter without hardship. Henceforth, even when she was still in college, her grades were always delightful but I dare say that accounting was not the only thing my mother was fond of, for she was also in love with poetry and she dearly loved reading poems. Therefore, from time to time she would attend poetry sessions, and both my father and I would urge her to share her poems as well during poetry sessions that were often held in Ivy Park, a beautiful suburb in Polokwane but she was always hesitant. However, one could not blame her for not rising to that occasion, Ivy Park poetry events consisted of well articulated poets and I am not saying they were above my mother’s pay grade but one had to be readily sure before taking part, yet those poetry sessions were just for pl...
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Chapter Seven - Billy, The Swiss Painter

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      More Novels By Refioe Mooi Purchase Here Chapter Seven - Billy, The Swiss Painter March 2016 A lot had happened since the previous chapter, “Helpless” but I dare say that all that had transpired was in line with my longing, for my art business was rapidly flourishing and people in abundance were incessantly growing more and more fond of my artwork. Henceforth; I was no longer residing in Soweto for I had relocated to Maboneng, an amiable location in Johannesburg. The rent was slightly high compared to my previous apartment, but it was only fair, I mean, I was residing in Maboneng, a place filled with undeniable captivation and my new place was as comfortable as an old shoe.  Nonetheless, my art shop was still in Soweto, yet I was relentlessly thinking about moving it to Maboneng as well but I did not want to be hasty, because haste makes waste and I did not want to fall prey to the latter. My mother and I were still in touch, unfortunately,...
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