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Chapter 20
Felicia popped in the next morning. The boys had already left for school. She let herself in the house, she had her own spare key. Mpumi tried holding the struggling man through the furniture in the siting room, “Get your filthy hands off me! I am blind, not crippled!” he cried and she quickly let go.
Felicia finally found them in the sitting room. It was from Dion voice that she found them. “Dion,” Felicia went to him. She tried kissing him but he pushed her off. “Ow, well. How are you, Dion?” she sat down next to him.
-**So, I’m standing here, and what? She can’t see me? She won’t bother even greeting me, or sparing that one minute of silence so that I can greet, perhaps. Today, I’m clean and I smell nice, shouldn’t I be less disgusting to her now? I’ll give you privacy. Horrible people. You deserve each other, anyway. Ow, but why am I turning against her? She did nothing wrong to me. He did! He&
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Felicia had been telling Mpumi that Dion’s family had abandoned him because he was not easy to deal with. Mpumi had received a salary of two months in advance and she found out that Felicia was leaving. Felicia only returned to drop off the grocery and pay the house-help, now she was leaving—“Felicia?” cried Dion. He must have known that she was around. She had tried to keep her noise down as she did not want him to know that she was there. Felicia made a decision; she was tiptoeing out of that house. She left without seeing Dion.Mpumi was only left puzzled. Her senses alerted her that Felicia would never be coming. In that moment she had abandoned the family. Now, Mpumi had no idea what to do next…-**How did I get myself into this situation? I must go…? **-She started hurrying, she was headed to her room to go pack her bags. She did not know what to do for the blind man, nor did she want eternal responsi
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Dion had made his feelings known about the girl’s economic status and Mpumi did not like it. “Never ever sit where I sit. Your mother can’t afford this couch, so why sit on it?”She had a few words to say but she wouldn’t dare say them out loud.-**You don’t talk about my mother like that. You don’t know her. She could be a queen to some land. She could be a president in some country and probably, has much more money than you. Who am I kidding, that’s impossible…? But he doesn’t know that. He shouldn’t say things like that. Who says things like that? Ow, I forgot, madmen do. **-“You’re still here.”Just like that, the girl got off. She tramped out of the room. It was now that Dion paid attention to the stinging pain. It was moist and he concluded that the cut was bleeding. He did not do much. He knew that he needed some plasters, but then he disliked the girl. She was th
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Vincent found his little brother in the living room, drawing a picture. “Dave,” he sat down with him. He took the drawing from the table and held it in his hands. “This is nice. What am I seeing here?”“You don’t know what you’re seeing and yet, you say it’s nice…?”Vincent laughed, “No, see it. I just want to hear it from your own words. Come on, tell me.”“That’s you.”“Ow?”“And you’re holding my hand. This is dad—”“Dad: you mean Dion?”“Yes, and that is Felicia.”“Dave, Felicia’s not… Felicia has left.”Dave naively answered, “Yes, for work. She’s coming back.”“Mpumi told me that she came, and she left again.”“That means she’ll come again,” the little boy was denying reality and V
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Dion thought that Mpumi was in her room. The children were at school. Now, he could go into the kitchen and prepare himself something to eat. Dion was still getting used to his life as a blind man. He patted every piece of furniture in the room until he finally found the fridge. He opened it.Mpumi was not in her room. She was in the kitchen the whole time. She watched Dion from the distance, quietly.-**What’s he looking for now? Ow, a cup. Won’t he just drink from the bottle? Hurry up, already. I want to see his reaction when he realises that’s cooking oil. Why did I put oil in the fridge though?**-The man sipped. He quickly spat into his handkerchief. “Is she stupid or what?”-**Hey, watch it!**-He put the bottle of oil aside. He went for a container he pulled out of the fridge. He opened it and sniffed, he realised it was meat. He had a gag reflex and he quickly put it away.-**Is that how vegetarians reac
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Someday Mpumi was amazed to find Dion not fighting her off. He was calm that day. In fact, he was listening to her. He was trying to connect with her for the first time. “You’re always sitting down and thinking… and hurting,” she was on the couch with him. While he sat formally with his feet on the ground, she had hers crossed on the couch. She cuddled a pillow between her arms.She sat facing him and starring senselessly at his pretty face. He would’ve likely been uncomfortable if he could see her staring like that, but luckily, he didn’t. His eyes stared blankly into space as he mainly focused on her voice.“I once read somewhere that the darkest part of the night is when it’s almost dawn. I don’t really know your story, but I actually see hope in your situation. Look at me, I didn’t have a home when I got here. I slept on a train. I slept in public toilets. I slept outside. I got cold. I got attacked. I go
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Mpumi had been mad at Dion who shunned her the moment Felicia showed up. The night that Felicia announced that she would not be back for dinner, Mpumi decided to get back at Dion by serving him an uncooked meal. Often, Dion would only end up going to bed but his anxiety over Felicia made him very hungry. He proceeded to the kitchen.He would be making himself a good meal while everyone in the house had already gone to their rooms. The water from the kettle had boiled, Dion lifted the kettle but the handle broke. The water spilled over his arm and he led out a devasting cry that got Mpumi running into the room.“Dion! Are you okay?” she quickly pulled him to the kitchen sink where she ran cold water over his red skin.Dion tried convincing her that he was fine but she carried on with a fuss. She dragged him to the couch where she took a look at his burn. The man was easy to bruise.-**This is what I did to him?! How many people will I hurt? Not
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Mpumi was convinced that she wanted to leave but when the children had returned from school, she changed her mind. She had learned to like them. They were genuinely sweet little boys. She worried what would happen to them if she left, seeing as Dion did not want them. Mpumi decided to stay for a little while, and in the meantime, think about solutions for that broken family.Since, there was no money in the house, Mpumi had to relinquish what she had made and saved up to fulfil some of the needs. She had to use her salary from the previous months to buy food. She managed to pay very little for the boys’ transport. Letters of bills started coming in. It was school fees, transport and rent. One day Mpumi received a call from home. The call came with bad news. Mpumi learnt that her mother died. The little woman broke down. She had to go back home to prepare for the funeral.……………………………&hell
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“Vince, what are you doing? That’s Dion’s phone. Where’d you get it?” asked the little Dave when he saw Vincent pull it out and fiddle on it.“Where do you think I got it? From his bags, of course. I’m calling someone, anyone on this phone. If it doesn’t work, then we’ll have to sell his stuff,” answered Vincent as he carefully navigated the phone in his hands. “Gee, Dave, I saw really cool stuff in his bag. You know we could get rich.” Vincent, shortly, gazed into sky to show that he was thinking, “I have an idea. A business idea. Ow, the things we could do with that money.” And then he got back to searching through the phone. “Only one number? I wonder who this is.” The numbers were not saved. Vincent saw them on the call page. He put the phone against his ear. “Hello?”Through the phone came a voice, “Dion?”“No, it’s… It&
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