BABYS ANGELS 7 This isnt going to work. It sounds weird, Mercy tried for the umpteenth time to wriggle her way out of this mans life and out of what shed started. She should have backed out when he had given her a chance to. Now the uneasiness she felt about living his house, to take care of the baby, though it was what she had prayed for but not exactly, was making her queazy. Weird things happen everyday, Jim said with a matter of fact expression. I cant just opt and leave my responsibilities at home, Im everything at home, I need to work so that... Ill pay you, Jim interrupted her. Mercy groaned silently. Thats not what I was talking about, Mercy thought, Im talking about leaving your life as it were. She wanted to say that but found herself saying, How much? Twenty thousand naira, Jim replid without blinking. This time Mercy groaned aloud. You are kidding right? Twenty thousand naira just to take care of the baby and youve already offered to feed me or has that changed? Mercy asked suspiciously. Jim chuckled, No, that hasnt changed. I have a difficult choice here, you are making everything so attractive. Take the offer, your other job doesnt pay this much, Mercy thought to her self. Theres a condition though. What? My mum has to agree to this arrangement, I trust her gut feelings. If she doesnt, then I cant take it, Mercy said, she was keeping an opened window as a last escape resort but instead her minds eye showed her how ecstatic her mother would be, especially with the salary level. She shook her heard angrily to dispose the picture. Depends on you, Jim said in a relaxed manner as he leaned back in his big, swirling executive chair. What do you mean? Mercys eyes narrowed warily. Your mums approval or disapproval of this idea depends on you, Jim said calmly. Are you trying to say that I control my mother? Mercy asked in surprise. Well..., he said with a casual shrug, rolling a pen hed just picked up from his table in his hand. Mercy was perplexed, then the anger set in. The doctor always found a way, most times indirect ways to say what he really thought. She wished she could control her mother sometimes but the woman had a mind of her own even though she looked feeble. What you mean is that I am overbearing, right? Mercy spoke suddenly. No! No, thats not what I meant, I..., Theres no need for explanations Mr Craig, I do wish I could control my mum, but shes a woman with her own mind...and mouth. Im sorry, I didnt mean it to sound like that.... So, Mr Craig, Mercy cut in smoothly, the babys things, who will shop for them? Mercy saw his grip tighten on the arm of the chair, another sour wound, she thought. The things I bought for my unborn child who died with its mother, are still available, Jim said watching as her face fell from arrogance to sadness and then self rebuke, the womans face was like a television, Jim thought, he could see everything she was feeling there. She wanted to play hard ball, he was going to show her hard ball. Miss Thomas, Ill see you on friday at my house, he said dropping his card on the table infront of her, he didnt give her the opportunity to apologise, And, Im sure you know you have to come with your necessities. I would advice you come in the morning, I have a couple of free hours on friday, so that we can pick the baby and bring him home. But, I didnt agree to live in your house, Mercy said weakly. We found the baby together Miss Thomas, so we are stuck in this together. he said quietly. Mercy stared at him as he picked up his clipboard and walked out of the office without another word. His last sentence sounded ominious to Mercy, apart from the fact that he was throwing back her exact same words at her, the way he said it sounded final. She felt bad for being insensitive earlier, and she knew he was mad at her, why else would he walk out on her in his own office. Mercy sighed, she would try to control her large mouth from now on, after all she was going to be living with Mr. Craig. * * * Mrs. Regina Jesam worried, all the while thinking of less disconcerting ways of telling the good doctor and his lady friend what was really going on, but there was no other way to say it but the disconcerting way. The whole story, the connections and betrayals were all so alarmingly unbelievable it left one breathless, though she had faked her own breathlessness earlier in the day to get into the hospital. Now she believed her late husband, when hed told her she was a strong lady, she believed she got most of the strength from the will to protect her grandson, whom the father had unwittingly put in danger. Mrs. Jesam sighed wearily, for the first time in several months, she was going to sleep with both eyes closed, a welcome respite from the long struggle. A struggle which will continue soon enough but not just yet, she thought and sighed again. If the Doctor or his lady knew what they had gotten themselves into, they probably wouldnt have picked the baby, their lives were about to take a nose dive, if they were strong, theyd survive. That was the last thread of throught in her mind before the sedative shed been given took over.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 19:26:01 +0000
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