Must Read: A man

7 years ago

Must Read: A man

Pemisire admired Richard’s living room as she stepped in the room had butter yellow walls,
white crown moulding, red sofa and two red gingham checked chairs with decorations which include vases, decoys, moose and bear figures, a hand carved bear, wooden moose,
planter, pine cones, a potpourri bowl, coasters, glass table tops in the living room.

“This place is great!”
Richard smiled. “Please, sit.” He said, lying
down on the sofa.

“Now, you’ve been enjoying here too.” She
smiled.

“What do you want to eat?” He asked her.

“Eat? I can’t laugh.” She laughed.

Richard chuckled. “Just tell me, I’ll prepare
anything.” He grinned.

Pemisire smiled. She had a flashback of how
she was crying with Richard when they were at
Christiana’s grave. “Hmmn… have you called
your mother?”
“Pemisire, don’t!” He rebuffed.

“No, you have to do that.” She said.

“I’m not going to forgive that woman, I won’t!”
He hissed.

“Richard.” She said and picked up her phone.

“It’s this useless phone, I don’t have it’s time.”

She said as she picked up Helen’s call.

“I’ll soon be at home, hope everything is still
intact?” She asked.

“Alright, later.” She said and ended the call.

****

“Pemisire.” Richard called her name softly.

“Yes.” Pemisire replied. “I’ll soon be living.”

She said.

Richard cleared his throat. “I really appreciate
you for all you help so far. May God bless you
for me.” He said.

Pemisire laughed. “For you? God will bless me
myself. And, wait oh, did you just mention
God?” She grinned.

“Don’t mind me and that man, your story has made me cool down.”

She chuckled. “You haven’t heard of anything!
I don’t know how soon I’m going to die too..”

Richard’s eyes widened. “What? What are you saying to yourself?”
Pemisire laughed. “I am serious about this,
that man that killed my parents can come for
me.” She replied.

Richard exhaled. “He must be dealt with! What
has your family done for him?” He asked.

Richard, you won’t understand.” She waved
her hand.

“No! Tell me the reality. I need to know what
the problem actually is, what have you guys
done to that fool?” He was becoming more
serious.

Pemisire sighed. “Richard, who else is at
home?” She enquired, her eyes darting round
the living room.

“My friends and I live here, just you and I are
in the house.” He replied.

“I wish to tell you this because I might die
soon too.”She replied, making everything more serious.

“I told you not to say that!” He hit his thigh
softly.

“He wants… how can I trust you?” She asked,
gazing at him.

Richard chuckled. “Believe me, even my
sister’s picture that is in my room won’t hear this.” He replied, smiling.

Pemisire laughed. She started explaining her
story to Richard as she stood up, walking
round the living room. Richard had fixed his
eyes on her too, like a goat expecting an
owner to leave his things for it. It was quite
heartrending to him too. He never knew he
had been with someone with a greater
problem but had no problem because she ad
forsaken them to God. He kept on sighing
until he spoke again. “Now, do you still wish
to sleep in that house tonight?” Richard asked
her.

“Yeah, I have no choice, no othe place to go.”

He replied.

“As you’ve said, I promise no one will hear
this, not even my best friends. But, if I get you
somewhere to stay for a while, will you stay
there?” Richard asked her.

Pemisire smiled. “Sure.” She replied.

“Jay’s sisters have their own apartment, you
can go and stay there for a while. Maybe you
will move there on Friday because i have to
tell my friends about it but not about the
secret. I am sure they’ll let you.” He told her.

“That is also good, I can.” She replied.

“Yeah. He is the only son, with three sisters
as his siblings. So, the three ladies have a
house where they all live in, it was bought by
their parents. They have reasonable and good
parents, unlike me.”

“Don’t say that. It is either that they are not
your parents or… I don’t know but you still
have to be patient and have a forgiving spirit.”

“But, can you trust me up to a level? Can you
bring the documents for me to keep in my
wardrobe here, locked up and safe from
anyone. A rented apartment is even bad to
keep such a thing, anyone can barge in at
anytime and take anything away. Even if
robbers rob us here, they can’t take it because they will think it contains just ordinary
documents.” Richard said.

Pemisire sighed and scratched her head. She
began to think, wasn’t he right that it might
be stolen in that house, even before the
appearance of Lawrence? Vital documents
shouldn’t be taken out just anyhow. She
believed Richard was the best to be trusted at
that time. “Expect me, tonight.” She said and
hurried out. It began to look like a reality,
what if they steal the attache case before
getting home?
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