WEN LOVE DIES PART 3

episode 3

The next morning was even more dramatic. I was still on the bed trying to figure out how to get a down-payment for my new truck which I had already described as ”FOR SALE” . The need was urgent and no Jupiter or Mars was stopping it. To avoid the harrassment from the bank I needed a plan. This was not the life I wanted, not like this.
Still deep in thoughts and confusion, I barely noticed when Kate came from the living room to get me out of the bed ” Love , stop this you’re doing , I know its hard but we will make it somehow” Kate was sure of herself.
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The ceiling fan was now a thing of wonder to my eyes- the cyclic rythm somehow seemed to take away the thoughts and they became butterflies in my head. ” Love, we need money, Dave has to pay his school fees and we have to pay the bank” these words managed to escape my lips when I tried to sit up on the bed.
” I know Gabriel, thats why I will look for a job. Any job that will bring money”
” Dont worry Kate, you need not do that. Things will be fine”
” but atleast ,let me try, than sitting all day in a store hoping that someone buys even a matchstick box” she sounded bitter and serious.
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I kept quiet and let her win the arguement but deep down I knew what I wanted….
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THE NEW LADY
* The remaining art crafts in my store I started taking to the market. Found a spot along the road and quietly squeezed myself in between two women. There was going to be my pivot to a goodlife (I GUESS) .
Everyday was a story for the Gods. I could barely sell even just a toy. The Sun scoarched me in the afternoon, rain would cool my nerves in the evening. This continued for two days ,until I met the lady that turned my story around.
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Sometimes we think that the universe doesnt hear our heart desires. Its just hard to realise that we are innocent of anything Karma brings our way. That was my mindset but this changed when a lady in a new suv saloon car stopped right infront of me.
She came down and walked straight to my stand (at least I can call it that, I was practically standing . And no time to sit down) and her voice was nice and calm when she said ” How much are these horses?
” Ma’am just 350 per horse” I said reluctantly.
” Hmm they are cheap”
” I ‘ll take the eight of them” she concluded. ”ma’am thats nice but all these cant enter your booth, so how will you take them? ” I suggested while still looking bitter (maybe the sun scoarched even the sense of humour out of me.
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” I’ll pay for them now and you’ll deliver them to my flower farm. I need them as a gift for my daughter-her birthday is coming up” the lady persisted.
I could’nt believe her . ”ME , deliver it to your flower farm” I thought out loudly to myself.
*”ma’am but I dont do home service delivery”
” dont worry, I will pay you 50% for downtime and inconviniences…and did you make them yourself? She was quick to question my patience which was about to Peter out.
”yes I did” was an answer that best suit her rhetorical statement.
” they are lovely. Here, take the money and thats my card so you will locate the farm” she gave me her complementary card and then took a picture of me with her iphone 7.
”and what was that for? I asked
” so you dont run away with my money…uhm ?? She tried to guess
” Gabriel, its Gabriel” was good enough to make her stop seeing me as a thief,who will be so eager to abscond with her money.
* ”oh nice. Am Damilola and it was nice to meet you” Dami was eager to shake me. I stretch forward my arms and enclosed her soft palms. It felt like touching a teddy bear-they were so soft.
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After she shook me and turned to get back into her car, that was when I noticed she was very beautiful. Her hair was blonde and probably fixed but it was a perfect suit to her very fair skin. Her hips looked like they had been under surgical blades( they were too good to be true). The high-heels that adorned her feet shone brightly in the warm sunlight, making a compliment effect of her perfect match red gown.
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”whats happening to you Gabriel” I quickly questioned myself. ”Let it pass. You’re married now, its a by-gone issue” the thoughts were loud in my head and I stood there jaws down and watching as Dami zoomed off with her gray coloured car.
” this cant be happening, no no. Its just infatuation or lust-yes lust-for heaven sakes you are married” I admonished myself the more, still trying to dissociate my mind from the worst : Having feelings for another woman.

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