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Part I of III

Mr. Zones: My name is Zones. Swing Zones. I think you're really cute & I'd like to be your friend. Miss Trend: Thank you Swing, that's very kind of you. Mr. Zones: No worries. Let's do lunch tomorrow. Miss Trend: Don't take this the wrong way, but I'd rather not. Mr Zones: And...

Alleluiah!! Looks like Swing is finally swinging.

He actually traded?

starts with a single step.

What did they say about the patient dog?

This must be slow glow.

Could it be analysis paralysis?

let's get going with goal no. 1

As she shut the door behind her, I looked round the room. It wasn’t very large, but was tastefully furnished. There was an open door to my left and through it I could see a four poster bed. My eyes lingered. “Please sit down Mr Zones, or can I call you Swing?” “Of course, my dear...

12:01 a.m. January 1st, 2003. The church bells woke me, but Sean and Laakimbo were still oblivious to the world. "Boys, get up. Welcome to 2003!" Laakimbo rose immediately, puffing out his 48-inch chest. "Happy New Year, Swing. Happy New Year, Sean". Sean did not move. We were in the...

My world came to a standstill, my mind went blank, and my mouth dry. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. After what must have been an eternity, I put my arms around Mama and squeezed her tightly. “It’s alright Mama. You did the right thing”, I whispered...

“Nothing, absolutely nothing prepared me for that day …”What do you mean, Mama? What’s wrong ?” I asked as Mama wiped a tear from her eye. She smiled, “but I should have known the Good Lord works in mysterious ways, his wonders to perform. I want to tell you a story, Swing.”...

For what he does, I pay Laakimbo far too much money. His argument is that motivational gurus don’t come cheap. He also assured me that you can’t put a price on the value of a true friend. Friend – nii, true friend – kor!! Last week I picked up the courage to ask him who else charges...

Prologue Zones. Swing Zones. I get very angry when people laugh at my name. But then I feel much better when I remember that he who laughs last - laughs best. Mama told me that the very first time she held me in her arms, she looked into my deep hazel eyes and instinctively knew it was...