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MOTHER’S LOVE
in-sert…19
***WEDDING DAY***
The house seemed busier than usual when I woke up, people were moving up and down while others turned the house upside down creating what i saw as a mess but they said they were re- arranging the house since Florence wanted a new start
**nx what guts she’s got**
I didn’t let them do their job easily then went to look for Monica who I was told that she spent the night at Florence’s house for the preparation, she had built some relationsh!pwith her son Kelvin who was just her age. I had my breakfast and was going to my be-droom to take my bath when I saw dad talking to Austin’s father who was his best man and what they talked about caught my attention until they p@rted ways then I walked up to dad
Me: dad, you’re looking good where are you going to?
**I knew exactly where he was going so I just tea-sed him**
Dad: really Lucy
Me: yeah
Dad: and you aren’t prepared yet
Me: for?
**I had become serious then**
Dad: the wedding of course
Me: I won’t be able to come coz I’ll be visiting mom, go shopping and change my weave then I’m headed to Austin’s where I’ll be spending the night
Dad: I know you don’t like Florence but plea-se try to show her some love on this day coz it means a lot to her
Me: that’s a waste, I could use that time to do something s-en-sible
Dad: you should even be grateful that I’m bringing Florence in because she’s got a good heart and will give you the motherly love you deserve
Me: I don’t think so
Dad: WHETHER YOU DO OR DON’T ISN’T IMPORTANT NOW SO GO AND CHANGE WE’RE LEAVING SOON
I was about to answer him when I saw Austin’s father leave dad’s study without the bag he had and I smiled wi-dely at dad
Me: I’ll attend
**He breathed out loud**
Dad: thank you
I watched him walk away then hurried to his study and opened uncle’s bag, my eyes shone brightly as l set my eyes on what I was searching for and I went out. I took a bath and decided to ruin the dress code which was white for family members so I put on a long, black Sk-irt that t©uçhed my toes, black wedge sneakers and a black oversized T-shi-t that had a picture of Rick Ross, an American ra-pper printed on it. I called Austin telling him that I would attend and he said he’d also be there since uncle wouldn’t let him miss and I knew that we’d cause havoc if we both attended. I stepped out of my be-droom and ignored the stares then went to get a taxi since dad had alre-ady left with his best man….I got to the venue and people started throwing daggers at me when I just stepped my foot out of the car, the looks were just too much that I almost regretted my decision but I knew that I’d be fine once I found my p@rtner in crime. I noticed that it was Florence’s family and friends mostly who I cleared heard gossiping about me so I went to the room where the food was and at the cake and other dishes that were prepared then I heard my favourite voice speak behind me
Voice: umwana wamucinshi (a decent child)
It was Austin and I ran in his arms, he started eating and said he couldn’t wait for the bride to arrive since he’d never seen her then one woman started scolding him and he looked at her like he doubted her mental well being, I couldn’t hold back my laughter when he looked at me. He led me away and met his mother with Mrs Mutale who both questioned my dressing but I lied saying I was showing respect to Florence…the ceremony began and we all went to occu-py our seats, Austin and I sat at the back. Florence walked in and her relations admired her looks which bored me to the core, the smile on her face irritated the living daylights out of me. The priest said his thing when she got to dad who was waiting for her at the far end of the aisle and it was time to exchange rings but they couldn’t be found leaving everyone in shock and I couldn’t help but smile when I saw Florence panic
Austin: I know that smile
Me: yeah
Austin: so?
I hid them inside the pocket of bu-m shorts I wore inside my Sk-irt and he looked at me surprised
Austin: give them back
He whispered
Me: Never
I got up and he was on my tail….
in-sert…20
I was in the living room re-ading a novel then I started thinking about how the priest still managed to get dad and Florence married so I made it my mission to find out if all priests were enemies of progress since I had nothing to do, I was snapped out of my thoughts when Florence spoke
Florence: Lucy, could you plea-se me out with the vegetables in the kitchen?
“I’m seriously being tested here,” I said to myself as I looked at her, her son and Monica were in the cinema room and she decided to disturb me and she told the girls to do all the chores except for cooking coz she thought she’d manage on her own then she comes to me saying else. I rolled my eyes and continued re-ading
Florence: Lucy, I’m talking to you
Me: Nancy and Mapalo do the chores around here and I help them out if I want to and you won’t come here and order me around like you own the place especially f0rç£ me coz you’ll get your bags packed before you know it
Florence: you won’t talk to me like that, you’ll respect me like your moth….
Me: SHUT UP!
That ticked me off and got me boiling coz that was one word I wasn’t going to allow any woman say to me
Me: YOU’RE NOT MY MOTHER AND WILL NEVER BE, I’LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH AND IT’S GOING TO STING A BIT: TO ME YOU’RE JUST A DESPERATE WOMAN WHO WOULDN’T MIND MARRYING A WIDOWER BECAUSE OF HIS MONEY
Florence: and to me you’re just a bitter, ignorant, spoiled little girl with no respect at all
That got me angry but I still managed to smile
Me: we’ll see about that
Florence: I’m re-ady
I went to my be-droom and got changed, I wore my clothes as I thought of how she managed to build such confidence in just three weeks. I left my be-droom and as I was heading for the door to go out she cleared her throat, she was seated in the kitchen with Monica and her son
Florence: don’t step out of that door
I looked at her with so much hatred and went out, I went to visit mom and just sat there looking at her grave, my anger had swallowed my tears. I stayed in that state for two hours until I was calm then I went to visit Mrs Mutale since it was nearby and I was glad to see her and I wasn’t going to see Austin coz we had a misun-derstanding and weren’t talking to each other.
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After leaving Mrs Mutale’s house I went to do my shopping and went home when it was dark, I found everyone having supper and I was about to walk out when dad spoke
Dad: where are you coming from?
Me: doing my shopping, anything wrong?
I lifted up my shopping bags showing them to him
Dad: what time did you leave this house?
Florence looked at me while chewing and looked aside
Me: seriously dad? since when do you ask that?
Dad: LUCY, I’VE ASKED YOU A QUESTION
Me: at 15
Dad: and what time is it?
Me: 19
Dad: you’re living un-der my roof and will abide by my rules, you won’t leave the house anyhow and un-der no circu-mtance should you talk back at Florence especially raise your voice at her to tell her nons-en-se
this woman is more like your mother an…..
Me: well, she’s not and I’m glad it’s like this
Dad: BE QUIET
Me: I WON’T, I BURIED MY MOTHER FOUR YEARS AGO AND WILL HAVE NONE. I CAN SURVIVE WITHOUT HER, WHERE WAS SHE WHEN WE WENT TO be-d HUNGRY? WHEN WE WERE INSULTED? WHEN YOU SOLD WATER TO PUT FOOD ON THE TABLE? WHEN MOM DIED BECAUSE WE HAD NO MONEY FOR HER SURGERY? WHEN I WENT TO WORK IN SOMEONE’S HOUSE JUST TO TRY AND PUT FOOD ON THE TABLE? WHEN…
All those memories pla-yed in my mind leaving a big lump on my throat and Florence gave me a bored look but I didn’t care
Dad: ENOUGH LUCY, Florence isn’t the reason we went throu-gh all that
I left to my be-droom and anger had taken the best out of me , I tried to sleep but sleep had deserted me and kept wondering why that woman wouldn’t let us live in peace and why dad easily took her side….
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