My brothers were in the living room entertaining guests. They were having a party of around 20 people from their school, most of which were girls, of...course. I was left in my room so I didn’t get in the way. Put on a bra and panties. The voice was clear in my head and I knew I wanted to do what they said. It was a strong, rough voice of a man I imagined would be tall and strong. So I got up out of bed. The clock on the wall said it was midnight exactly. I put on a pair of my red,. ” He said. “I’d also like to see the command staff in my room after dinner.”A flurry of Sirs greeted his announcement and then the upper classmen head back to their rooms to relax before they had to prepare for another, they were sure, torrid day.Alex Flowers didn’t bother going to dinner. After his brief conversation with the Commandant he didn’t feel up to facing food, or the curious questions from the other cadets. Instead he headed back to his suite of rooms, the main perk of reaching the. I don't care how good he might have thought he was, but he didn't have my motivation. He didn't have time to bring it all the way out so I stabbed him in the knuckles and the knife dropped from nerveless fingers.As I was scolded later, I suppose I could have decked him and taken him alive since I'd just disarmed him. Yeah right. Before his knife even hit the floor I had fifteen centimeters of fruit chopping steel up under his sternum and tickling his heart. He was dead before he flopped back on. The outsiders can sympathize but they can never empathize. It’s a hard truth and they have to live with it. My uncle Wilson is a Haitian guy who came to the Republic of Canada as a young man and made the most of the opportunities he found. He has an MBA from the University of Ottawa and now works for a major corporation. He’s really a brilliant guy and he’s a cool dude. Unfortunately, he’s very unlucky in love. He married what he thought was a sweet gal from Haiti, the lovely yet pernicious.