“No!” They were all taken aback by her sudden, shrill vehemence. “No, I can’t stay here. I have to go home. I should be there right now. My shift would have ended an hour ago; I should be at home.”“That would be stupid and downright dangerous in your condition, Mrs. Palmer,” the doctor admonished, and Cindy’s world reeled.“What did you call me?” she asked in a shocked whisper.“He called you Mrs. Palmer,” Rick taunted from where he stood in the doorway with his arms folded across his broad chest. “That is still your name, isn’t it?” She stared at Richard Palmer helplessly, not knowing what to say and suddenly hating him with a ferocity that shook her.“Well?” he prompted sarcastically, and she nodded mutely, not understanding this hostility from someone who had always loved and respected her.“Please . . .” she whispered. “Please, Rick, I have to go home.”“ You’re going home all right,” Rick informed her coldly. “Just as soon as it can be arranged.”“Mr. Palmer, I strongly advise a
He had never once during their two-year-long marriage said that he loved her, but he had shown her in so many ways that she had believed that was enough. In the face of his abandonment, she had come to question that love and had been forced to acknowledge that the words would have meant more; the words would have meant everything. They would have set his love in stone.Now he was standing here telling her that he had wanted Kayla after all? What was she supposed to believe? Why was he treating her like the villain for leaving, when he was the one who had driven her away? In the midst of her turmoil, she heard an unmistakable sound—the familiar irrepressible chatter and giggle of a toddler.Of a particular toddler. Cindy’s panicked gaze swung to the open door and she was horrified to see the babysitter leading her beautiful daughter toward the room. Her anxious gaze swung toward Gerard but he seemed oblivious. He was watching her intently, still wanting an answer to his previous questi
“Me?” Cindy did not know what to react to first: the unbelievable news that her beautiful, strong husband was deaf, or the accusation that she was somehow responsible for his condition. It was all too awful to comprehend. “But . . . I . . . how?” Rick made an impatient sound at the back of his throat, seemingly sickened by her continued ignorance. He touched his brother’s arm to gain his attention. Gerard turned to face him.“ I’ve asked that girl Katrina where she lives.” He nodded toward Cindy, unable to even say her name. “Some dump downtown. I’ll pack a couple of bags for her and Mikayla.”“ Pack only a change of clothes for the little one,” Gerard ordered, his gaze softening as he looked down into his still-sleeping daughter’s pretty face. “If the rags she’s wearing right now are any indication, there won’t be anything worth keeping. I’ll clothe my own child.” Cindy’s eyes stung with tears at that terrible insult; if only he knew how much she had sacrificed and slaved for every s
Kayla decided that she didn’t like scary and noisy helicopters and cried during the entire short, chartered flight from Plettenberg Bay to Camps Bay. Her beleaguered father, who was figuring out that parenthood may not be as fabulous as he had first imagined, battled to keep her calm while Cindy, who was feeling the effects of some pretty powerful medication, remained mostly oblivious to it all. Cindy was vaguely aware of Gerard frantically trying to shush the child. He made funny faces and played silly little games but Kayla refused to be comforted by someone who was a total stranger to her. She was too small to be belted in but she stubbornly refused to stay in Gerard’s lap. Instead she kept trying to crawl over onto her mother’s lap, and Cindy tried her best to soothe the little girl, but Kayla wasn’t too impressed with her limp hugs either.“ Do something,” Gerard eventually entreated, when Kayla slid from his grasp like a greased pig and melted to the floor in a boneless heap. On
“Gerard “ She tugged on his sleeve to get his attention. She wouldn’t be swayed by the obvious vulnerability on his face. “I don’t know what kind of cruel games you’re playing with me. You tossed us away like so much garbage. If you wanted us you would never have done that. I’m sorry that you missed out on the first year and a half of your daughter’s life, but you do know that you have only yourself to blame for that, right?” She watched the barb hit home as he flinched at her words. The vulnerability fled from his face to be replaced by fury.“ You should get some rest.” His words were icy. “You look exhausted and ill! You’re also much too thin. Mikayla needs a healthy mother, not some wraith who can barely lift her.”Gerard….. I don’t understand. Why do you hate me so much. What have I done to deserve this ridiculous amount of contempt?” It was getting increasingly hard for her to remain upright, but this was important. She was physically weak at the moment, but she was not going to
“ You look much better,” he observed, his eyes continuing to run over her face and form. “Not as gaunt, and you’re getting some color in your cheeks. How do you feel?”“Better.” She nodded. “Bored.” He shocked her by gracing her with the smallest of smiles.“ Yes, you were never one for long periods of inactivity.” He nodded. “Have you given any thought to what you want to do once you’ve recovered?” She stared at him in dismay, having no clue how to answer that question. She hadn’t dared think about the future; she had no idea what Gerard wanted from her. Did he expect them to just continue to live together in the same soulless fashion for the next fifty years or so? Because Cindy couldn’t do that. She absolutely refused to live like this for much longer; she would rather get a divorce. Did he want a divorce? For that matter, were they divorced already? She was certain of only two things; he wanted his daughter but he did not want Cindy. I don’t . . . what do you mean?”He frowned. “
“Alice is fantastic,” he was saying. “Just what Pierre needs.” Sidetracked by that, Cindy frowned and tuned back in to the conversation.“Pierre De Coursey married a woman named Alice?” Somehow she had always pictured Pierre, when she had even entertained such an absurd notion, as ending up with a woman exotic in both name and looks.“Yes. She’s a nice woman, a bit quiet but sharp as the proverbial tack,” he recalled fondly, and Cindy forced back a tide of envy at the warmth in his voice.“How did they meet?” she asked, curious.“Hospital. Pierre was visiting me and wandered into the wrong ward. Alice had been in an accident too, a really bad one from what I understood. She was unconscious, apparently in a coma, and while every other patient in the room had cards and flowers, Alice had nothing. I don’t know, I think Pierre felt a little sorry for her, so he checked in on her every day on his way to visit me and soon learned that she had no family and that she had just moved here from
“ I want to see you,” he muttered harshly. “When you speak, I want to know what you’re saying! When you laugh, I want to see your eyes light up, and when I make you come”—his voice lowered sexily—“I want to see you scream even if I can’t hear it.”“I don’t think . . .” she began uncertainly, preferring to make love with him in the dark, where she could fool herself into believing that he was the old Gerard, the one who had pretended to love her, even if he now claimed that he never had. A shaft of agony pierced through her as she recalled his confession at dinner, and she tried to move away from him but he would not permit it. He pinned her down, his eyes boring into hers, so that she was unable to hide her pain from him. His brows lowered into an intimidating frown, and she flinched, wondering what scathing remark he had in store for her this time.“You were crying at dinner,” he said almost accusingly.“What do you expect?” she asked bitterly. “You can’t keep cutting me without spil
A few years after Rick was given the life sentence. Write a poem for Rick. It could have been his very first poem. He wondered about the hue of his heart, the hue of his words when he sang aloud, the hue of the sky, the hue of the raindrops, and the hue of his need for someone to hold him. He couldn't hold his children, He missed lacing their shoes and wiping their tears, and he was aware that the only way he would ever see them again was to plead with his brother in some way. after second-guessing whether to hire a lawyer. Since his pleadings to his brother are ignored, He's significant other additionally never ask nor care to beware of him, none of he's companions request from him.Truly he did lamented he's activities and presently there believe he should spoil in jail. To tamper with justice and show mercy, he has written so many letters to his brother Gerard. He has unquestionably absorbed his lessons.Rick took a job at the prison's license plate factory in the inking department
Mr bill has begin investigation with the little infor he has got. He has deployed he’s boys to watch the going out and coming in of Rick. “ Rick got no idea that he’s being monitored, and the kidnappers as well never knew that police has very involved, because it’s been tackled on the low to avoid Mr Gerard and daughter not to harmed. And also it shouldn’t be published till Gerard and Kayla is being rescued. “The kidnappers called on Cindy ,” And she told them that the money is complete,how is she going to deliver the montane who’s going to do that, the location and time. The kidnappers told her that they will reach out to her in the morning, they need to confirm she didn’t involve the police. Cindy with all boldness told them that since the incident she has not gone to police not to talk more of involving them. “ you will hear from us tomorrow morning. hangs up the phone.The following morning as early as 6:30 am they called and give the location at which she is goi to drop the mone
Paul pleaded with Mr Bill to visit he’s house for an important discussion. he’s very good friend, they have know each other from childhood, Mr bill was surprised because Paul hasn’t invited him in such manner, he assured him that he will come after work. “Mr bill is a senior police officer, a very dedicated one at that. He’s a professional officer who responds to threats, emergencies, he has helped to keep criminals off the street, and work to protect citizens and their communities from harm. This job is not easy and there are many capabilities beyond strength and bravery that officers must possess to be great at what they do.“He has honed skills in emergency response, decision making , public communication, ethics and empathy. he is also truthful and knows when black is black and white is white, a very sincere officer at that.“Cindy hardly sleep these days, she is now a shadow of herself, thinking it’s eating her up. “How she going to ask for people that donated that they shoul
“Cindy was rushed to the hospital, she was unconscious for 2 day’s, during the time she was in the hospital, Rick wasn’t doing anything. “Celeste keep wondering, who Gerard must have offended that they had to do this to him and even went ahead in kidnapping Kayla he’s daughter, who must be feeding them with viral information,and how did they get to kidnap Kayla and well, and even getting to know where she schools, does it mean that there’s no security in the school, what must have lead to all this. “ these are the questions Celeste keeping asking herself but couldn’t get answer . And she pray Cindy don’t lost her life in the process, innocent woman she has passed through a lot.“ Cindy is getting back to fit, after the shock of her daughter also being in the kidnappers den, and also the fear of not reporting to the police, the voice keeps ringing in her head” don’t get the police involved “ she gave up the thought on reporting to the police because she don’t know who might be their n
“ Hello babe I received call from Celeste, she said Gerard has been kidnapped, that she has been trying to reach out to you, but you not answering either.“ Rick roared over he’s voice” How dare you woman talked to me in such manner, Lisa was shocked and recalled very well that she talked to the husband in a polite well, so why this. “Rick continued is Celeste supposed to call you or me, so tell me when you became man of the house , that she has to confide in you before calling me your husband, who does that, Lisa interrupted but my husband she said she called multiple times but you didn’t answer her calls either..“ Rick shouted at Lisa and slapped her, how dare you talk when am talking, “ Celeste’s was so eager to hear from Lisa or rick but seems their call is not coming, she had to dial Lisa’s number again. “Lisa was very very confused , what exactly has come over him, is this the man I married, how would her slap her, all this was running through her mind, when her goo e rang a
‘Kayla was doing very well in her academic’s, making her parents proud, she was truly a good daughter, she is obedient, hardworking, authentic and genuine, intelligent, and God fearing. Gerard had a very terrible dream where he was being chased in the dream.”in that dream he was running for safety when he ran into a river and a masquerade get hold of him in the dream”when he woke up he was confused he has never had such terrible nightmare.”there Gerard was trying to spot the meaning of the dream and also explaining to Cindy about the dream he had but nobody could be able to explain the meaning of the dream. so he was about to stand up from the bed and something fell on the ceiling but couldn’t find what it was. Who would have told Gerard that’s bad omen, he should just stay back and don’t go to work that very day. the family had their morning devotion. Gerard got ready and He left for work. on he was he was kidnapped. Cindy had tried calling that morning to check oh he has gotten to
One faithful Friday evening Gavin began to fuss. his tired little eyes looked haggard and distressed. Cindy did her best to keep him comforted and fed, but it seemed Gavin didn’t enjoy eating. Gerard walked the floors at night with Gavin over his arm so that Cindy could get some rest. During the day, Elder sister Kayla spent hours carrying Little Brother Gavin around until he fell asleep. Months slipped by, and Gavin grew. He rolled over and crawled right on time. The family cheered when Gavin took his first unsteady steps, but still, Gavin was seldom happy. His troubled little face made Cindy and Gerard concerned. They took him to the doctor, but the doctor didn’t seem concerned. The time came that Gavin should start talking, but he remained silent. A distressed little soul in a prison of silence. He couldn’t say when he was scared. He couldn’t say when something hurt. He couldn’t say when he felt lonely. He clung tightly to his daddy and was terrified to be separated from him.In h
Gerard felt for Cindy so much, that he had to fly Cindy to Singapore for proper medical check up, he can’t stand and watch the mother of his kids pass through all this . They had appointment with a neurologist, geriatrician, urologist or orthopedist. "He was convinced this is something organic - that it has an underlying biological cause."A series of neurological evaluations ruled out the obvious suspects: Cindy didn't have the tremor typical of Parkinson's, a devastating, progressive disorder, and she did well on cognitive tests.It was as if different medical personnel’s with their different result’s. Next, Gerard and Cindy went to see an orthopedic surgeon. He said she had stenosis, or narrowing of the open spaces of the spine, and recommended surgery.She underwent a complicated, potentially dangerous back operation, and she seemed to be walking more smoothly afterward - for a few weeks they spent in Singapore. She developed other symptoms. Perhaps because she wasn't exercising,
It’s 9 months and Cindy has not yet put to bed, no sign of labour, what’s should be the cause, she was frightened and same with Gerard, this has not happened before, what will be the cause that is delaying her delivery no sign of delivery what’s happening. They went to different places for solution, hospital and church ad well, they fast and pray, It was. On the Tenth month. Very sunny Friday, she her begins to have signs of labour. a couple of hours after she first felt twinges, cramps and contractions, she and her husband set off for a hospital , but when she arrived, the midwife who examined her told her she wasn’t in labour. “I knew that not to be true,” she says. “I knew I was in labour.”They were told to go home for a few hours; Cindy asked if she could stay, but was told she couldn’t unless she wanted to wait in the corridor. Her husband booked them into a nearby hotel to wait it out, and they walked around the corner, with Cindy, wearing pyjamas and a coat, steadying hersel