CARAImmediately Mrs Chloe opens the door, I hug her and begin to cry.“Oh, child,” she says hugging me tightly.I needed it. This week has been very overwhelming for me.“Come in. Let me make a cup of iced tea for you,” she says carrying my bag inside.I can't remember the last time I was here but I know a lot had changed. Almost every part of the house had a picture of her, her husband and her son Peter I think. Their only child. He left Dublin long before I entered college. We used to be childhood friends and we both went to the same play school and high school.Not sure if I'll be able to recognise him anymore but the picture of him all grown hung up beside the plant gives me a clear view ofhim. I was told he went to a very expensive British boarding school. People say his father comes from a wealthy lineage but they don't act like it. Very humble couples.Someone clearing their throat brought me out of my sea of thoughts. “Peter?”“Cara Rufus?”“It’s Cara Bloom now. I took m
"Thanks for...""It's nothing," Peter says drying the plates while I rinse them."Ok, just get it out already," I say signing. It's so obvious he wants to say something but every time he opens his mouth he shuts it immediately."I don't get.""At least I gave you a chance," I say as I pick up the plate I dropped."Is there any particular reason as to why you don't want to talk about what you do or where you stay?""Yes because people will find it embarrassing. Especially with the grade, I finished with. It's not like they won't eventually find out but till then, I would like to walk around town with my head held high.""It can't be that bad and even if it is, I can help you get a job that comes alongside accommodation in Birmingham that's if you are willing to move to the Uk.”“I’ll keep that in mind.” “Mrs Johnson?”I raise my eyebrow knowing where this is heading. “Yeah? What about her?”“I know they have a booming company which makes me wonder why she would give you a belittling
I didn't know we were going to stay this long. I feel for Cara with those killer inches she has on. It's not like she was standing all through the meeting. Even at that, I still feel for her because distributing and then clearing up documents containing different ideas now and then on that heel is something. We intend to expand the company hence our never-ending meetings. Five solid hours of pitching, suggestions, contemplations and many more.A text from father made me end the meeting abruptly. He's finally back and currently waiting for me in the office.“Son,” he says his arms wide open.I hug him and he gives me a path on my back. My dad and I are close buddies. He tells me virtually everything. Surprisingly, I had no idea he was coming in today.“How was your trip dad?” “Good.”“How are you holding up?”“Great dad. The business has been running smoothly as always.” “Very good son. Veronica tells me you have a new assistant?” “Yes. She's..” the door opens revealing Cara Bloom. A
I didn't know what or how to feel when I saw Liam's father. Heaven knows the lies he fed his son after I left to get the pastry.I clear up my desk and head home.A black hilux suddenly appears in front of my car just as I'm about to drive out. Even if it's late, the multiple street light at every corner and the light from my headlight should tell whoever this is that he is in my way. I honk twice and still no movement. Is this some serial killer kind of move? Wait this can be a ploy set by Liam's father to terminate me. There's no way I can move back because it's a cloggedspace. Am I going to waste away like this? Sweet Lord, I haven't achieved anything. I can't end like this.The door to the hilux opens revealing Liam's dad. History repeats itself except this time around, there's no driver and I'm not walking to the park to clear my head or in need of a break. Why did he take so long to come out. He was probably loading his pistol. Mary mother of Jesus I say as I do the sign of th
“Daidi, can Miss Cara come and live with us? She doesn’t have any friend.”“Baby, it’s not that simple. I thought you were her friend?” “I am. I like Miss Cara, she’s pretty.”“Yes she is. It’s bed time, let’s get you into your pyjamas.” “Can miss Cara come and play with me tomorrow?”“Miss Ca back in the evenings, she's always tired so she won't be able to play with you.”“Why do you make her work really hard?”“Baby, daddy works hard too. Most adults work very hard.” “Ok. Good night daddy.”“Good night pumpkin.”I pick up my laptop and head to my room.I don’t know if I can keep up with this revafter how broken Cara was. You were broken too. She needs to have a taste of her own medicine. When you get your revenge would thatmake you happy? Does it mend your broken heart Or heal your hurt?Another voice in my head asks.Don't pay attention to him. Even if it doesn't mend your broken heart, it settles the score. Look on the bright side, you met Fiona and she gave to the most ado
“Aren’t you going to kiss daddy before running off to grandma?” “Muah.” She says from a distance and runs off to hug mother. “Now your husband’s back, you’ve forgotten about us.”“When he was with you all throughout yesterday.”“He just stopped by the office for a few minutes or so and went off.”“What do you mean few minutes? He came back home yesterday and said he was with you all day catching up.”“He must have gone to see a friend or something.” “Why would he have to lie about it?”“It’s nothing serious mum.” “You are joking right?”“Mum, let’s not make a fuss about this. You can just ask him about it when he gets back from work. Tell him that the conversation came up and I mentioned he wasn’t with me all throughout yesterday.”“I will. How’s Cara and please tell me you’ve gotten yourself a new assistant?”“I’m still looking out for one.” “Liam!”“I have to hurry off. The guys would be waiting for me. Love you mum.”“Bye.”I park at the reserved spot just beside Justin’s Lambo
How I wish every day can be like this in the office. Just as promised, Liam acted like a perfect gentleman all day. That one time he smiled at me today when I passed a file gave me butterflies in my stomach. Can I ever love another? I pray I do because so long as his father is in the picture, I doubt anything can happen between us.For some very bizarre reason, Liam asked that I accompany him to pick Laura up from school today. When we arrived at her school, I couldn't help but notice I was getting strange looks from some parents. We picked Laura up and headed back to work.“ been meaning to ask you something for a while now.” “What is it, Veronica?”“Are you in any way related to the boss?” “ No. Why?”“How you got this job, the apartment, the office space and there was this time some staff were gossiping about how they suspect you are the boss having an intimate relationship because they saw you enter his car a couple of times. I had to shush them up. Not sure what they'll say if
“What colour is the sky¡Ay, mi amor! ¡Ay, mi amor! You tell me that it's red¡Ay, mi amor! ¡Ay, mi amor! Where should I put my shoes¡Ay, mi amor! ¡Ay, mi amor! You say put them on your head¡Ay, mi amor! ¡Ay, mi amor!”We both sing along while dancing in a merry-go-round motion. She let go of my hand and starts dancing like a ballerina. Her feet are positioned like that of an expert. I'm more than grateful that I settled for a wand instead of gummy bears.More than halfway into the movie, Laura starts hiccuping.“Laura dear, can you lead me to the kitchen? I want to get water for you.“Daidi says mummy will not be happy if another woman enters her kitchen.”Dumbfounded is an understatement for what I am right now. “Does this mean only mummy enters the kitchen?”“And grandma. I can too.”“Oh, then please get yourself a cup of water sweetheart. You are hiccuping.”I hear a glass-shattering noise from what I assume to be the kitchen. I jog in the direction as fast as I can and see