Simon was now a desperate man. His luck presided in the hands of destiny. He was glad that at last Queen had regained her memory but on his part, it could have a negative impact, that is; if Queen failed to recollect ever having been part of his life. Richard would certainly accuse him and the mayor's family of keeping her away from her family. Do you know what would happen? He wouldn't spare them but send them to jail and they would rot there. So much the worse is that Simon ought to die of desperation for we all are acutely aware of his terrific love for Esther. He leaned against the wall and observed her sweet tender face incapable of accepting her rejection.
Dr Ben stared at his desolate face and was touched. On mature consideration, he walks to him and tries to console him,
"Take heart, Simon. Who knows, maybe when she wakes up agai
Their flight was at noon. Esther's crew sat charting in the departure lounge as they waited. Five minutes towards the flight, they had an alert. They had to leave the terminal. It was time to bid goodbyes, which is never an easy thing to do. Simon and Esther broke off and headed on to board the plane. Suddenly a middle-aged lady came running after them shouting and flagging down Esther, "Hey, Esther, wait! I have something important to tell you." She was looking desperate and weak with sunken eyes and a thin body, her hair rumpled. Esther looked behind and saw her and stopped, poking at Simon, " That lady…" "Love, do you recognise her?" Simon asked. Anyone would have thought she was mad gauging her appearance, but Esther decided to talk to her because, how did she get to know her name? There must be some co
A young girl in her teens strutted outside in front of a huge mansion situated along Luwum Street. A painted wall fence with a narrow gate enclosed it and seemed to seclude it from the other buildings aligned on the street. The gesture on her face arouses pity in any kind-hearted human. Her shrunken form and her lean face define her poor and unhappy circumstances. It had been nearly ten minutes since she arrived at her new home. As she rubs her hands continuously, she appears to be puzzling her brains about how and where to begin her duties of serving her new employers.In a moment, someone yelled her name from inside,“Esther!” She didn’t concede at once. Her mind was still startled by the vastness and tremendous spectacles around. She must have glimpsed at the stunning scenic appearances for the first time.
Jina, discovering that she had visitors inside the house, moderated her temper and entered the living room. “You’re welcome! When did you come in?” she asked with enthusiasm to take a seat next to Mrs Wabua. “ Half an hour ago. We had great company here." She said motioning to Esther. "With her, time flies without your notice.” The only gentleman in the company responded. His wife stared at him lovingly and kept reading his lips as he spoke. “She’s adorable, isn’t she?” Jina was upset with Esther’s presence. She glared at her with a hawk eye and then conceded, "But not as adorable as my two beauties." "I don't think so. If you ask me, Esther is way pr
The lovely couple broke off coherently and waited outside the gate. Jina knitted her eyebrows, peeling her eyes at the big shopping bag and before she could utter a word was interrupted by Mercy, "Uncle pat's son is in the hospital." "Uh, what happened to Britton?" "We can hardly explain because he didn't tell us." Esther stood aloof and listened. If she had the opportunity, she would have suggested that they went inside because it was cold outside. "And, daddy, did you see him in town?" "No…" Mercy stopped and wrinkled her nose. The redolent of burnt food filled the air. Esther was absent-minded and hardly realised that it might be the food she left
Jina felt at peace after clearing her doubts. She straightened up her shoulders and stood in front of the full-length mirror that stood near the dressing table. With a gleaming face, she admired her reflection in full capacity. There was a vivacity of beauty and gracefulness in her appearance. In a moment, she strides across the room and pokes around for a hankie that was slightly covered by her pink duvet and struts back. She wiped her face and suddenly her eyes were drawn to the picture flame that stood on the dresser. This, she and Richard had taken on their wedding day. She gazes at it for a couple of minutes in adoration. "I would never be able to smile again if I lost you, Richard." She said, dabbing it with her hand. She was still admiring its details when she heard a knock at the door. Jina briskly placed it back in its position and composed herself on her bed.
Esther walked inside the kitchen and wailed. Leaning forward and propping her elbows on the worktop, she cried her eyes out. Her suffering had just begun. One wonders how long she would be able to withstand the cruelty of her kindred. Conceivably only time will unveil this. She drums the door in anguish as she drums the door, but her daughter keeps a deaf ear as she reels with great fury. “Leave me alone, mom. I don’t want to talk to you.” She gasped in tears and slumped on her bed. "Melisa dear, open the door, please I beg of you. Will you now turn your back on your mother?" Jina begged her daughter but it was useless. Does the foolish girl want to turn everyone against me? No, it won’t happen."She talked to herself and anger clutched at her heart. In her opinion, Esther was the route cause of all the troubles and misunderstandings. "It has not been a day since she came to my house and the whole mansion
In a moment, Richard honked the horn outside the gate. Like an expectant woman, Jina leapt off her bed and dashed out of the room. Richard sounded the horn repeatedly with the impression that everyone must be deep asleep. Honey, I am coming. Instantly when Esther had her aunt's voice, she trembled and the plate fell and broke into shards. Tension filled the room as well as her heart. "What was that, who was there?" She lingered. The girls zipped their mouths in anguish. She went down the stairs curious to know the source of the sound she had just heard. They all hid under Esther's bed but they were breathing so heavily that the sound of their breath could be heard next door. No sooner had she got hold of the latch on Esther's door than Richard sounded the horn again as if it was a trumpet. She withdrew and headed
Jina felt at peace after clearing her doubts. She straightened up her shoulders and stood in front of the full-length mirror that stood near the dressing table. With a gleaming face, she admired her reflection in full capacity. There was a vivacity of beauty and gracefulness in her appearance. In a moment, she strides across the room and pokes around for a hankie that was slightly covered by her pink duvet and struts back. She wiped her face and suddenly her eyes were drawn to the picture flame that stood on the dresser. This, she and Richard had taken on their wedding day. She gazes at it for a couple of minutes in adoration."I would never be able to smile again if I lost you, Richard." She said, dabbing it with her hand. She was still admiring its details when she heard a knock at the door. Jina briskly placed it back in its position and composed herself on her bed.