“The native emotions of fear and sorrow engulfed him as the uncanny thoughts of an unfamiliar life ahead passed through his subconscious mind”.

He kept his pen down after writing the sentence not knowing where to go from there. He lit his cigarette, pushed back his chair and took his legs up on to the table. He kept one leg over the other making a viewable V through which he could see the only photo frame that adorned the wall on the far end.

He and Jasmine had been on a boating trip about five years ago. She had insisted that they take a picture together; the only one as far as he remembers during their year long relationship. He slowly trimmed down the viewable area to have Jasmine’s face alone visible between his feet.  He felt she looked older than him; and that might have been a fact as he was in the best of his shape with a regular gym regime and diet. The regular frolics of the vicious single predator wanting to attract and pounce on every flesh that crossed its view.