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2024-10-29 19:42:56Mpumi had just told Vincent about her great news. She got an internship from Mr. Carlson—the man who helped her and Dion pay for their grocery.
“Wow. That is…Mpumi, that is great!” Vincent was excited for her.
“Yeah! He is the acting CEO of Metallic Wholesalers. He said something about the previous acting CEO gone missing. But hey, thank God he’s the new CEO, right? Else I wouldn’t have gotten the internship. He is the sweetest rich person I have ever known!”
“Wait, how serious is this thing? I thought it was only business, now you’re talking about knowing the man.”
“Why are you always so concerned?”
“I just don’t want Dion to get hurt.”
“Ow, that.”
“He’s hurt too much. I think it’s enough now. Anyway, you say you will be working in the Metallic Wholesalers?”
“Oh, no. I’ll be in the International Transport Service Unit (ITSU).”
“Ooh, sounds fancy.”
“Wait till you actually see the biggest branch which is
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There was a knock on the door. Mpumi answered the door. It was the authorities. She knew them, she had been avoiding them the entire month. “You shouldn’t be here,” the man said. “You have your own house allocated to you.”Mpumi was astonished, “I do?”Vincent and Dave were at school. It was a matter of thirty minutes until they returned. Mpumi was shown to her new house. “Your mother changed her name to yours as the owner of the house in Muden 10 years ago. Moving the entire town, we have allocated each of the owners of the houses built that side new ones here.”Mpumi was in disbelieve to hear that she had a home of her own. It was strange having to have things work out for her so simply. Mpumi was lucky to have had all her furniture moved in from Muden. She realised that she only had to arrange it around the house.Mpumi had to go fetch Vincent and Dave from school. She was happy to let them know tha
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“So, any interesting emails today?” Dion asked. Mpumi had told Dion when she went to the internet café. She had been checking her emails every single day and Dion had become very enthusiastic and eager with her. He would be excited every time she went, he would be excited over any news she would bring home. “Ow, um.” -**I’m telling him. It’s not fair to keep him here. If we’re heading to Johannesburg and he finds his life and rejects me, so be it. I will not hold a good man hostile all his life. **- “I got an email saying that I—” “Daddy! Daddy,” Dave ran into the room. “Is it true that you’re calling me?” “No. You just love me too much. You wanted some reason to come see me, didn’t you?” “No. Vincent told me that you called me.” “Well, I did not call you. And did you change the shirt? It’s not so easy to wash. It is white, I heard. And for a blind man, a white shirt is the hardest thing to wash.” “Yes.” Mpumi decided to hand him in, “No, he did not. He’s wearing the white shi
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“MPUMI?!” Dion was shocked and amazed. “What are you doing here? You followed me…” he was standing in the presence of the little frail woman down the stairs of the giant company. “You found me…” …………………………………….. Being the team leader, Mpumi hosted a camp for her Marketing department. It wasn’t a big deal however, the CEO of the company had to be there. This was to lift the team morale and give esteem to the project. ITSU was a huge company at the end of the day. The scary CEO had to be there. Mpumi wasn’t sure if she was glad to see the CEO. The CEO was Dion. It was awfully strange to see Dion in a work suit and a billionaire. The Dion she knew was a lost homeless man, who was blind and hopeless… The tour agent welcomed them with a noon feast. They all gathered at the table to have their meal. Mpumi sat at the length of the long rectangle table. She was in between her two close friends, Thabo and Sam. She had her face bowed to her plate—she wouldn’t look up because Dion was sitting
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It was a miracle long awaited. Dion finally could see again! He started off by seeing clamps of colours, and then blurry vision. He would hold back from telling anyone in the little home about his eye progress. He especially wouldn’t tell Mpumi. He worried about letting her hopes up only to disappoint her. This one morning, Dion woke up from his bed and he, clearly, could make out the furniture in his room. He thought it was all a dream, this wouldn’t be the first time he would be dreaming of gaining his sight back. He went around the house and found that it was empty. The children had gone to play and Mpumi went on her morning jog. This gave Dion enough freedom to tour around the house and to make sure he could really see. He then decided to broaden his horizon—he went outside. He would be touring the town. Dion was still so terrified. More terrified than excited. “Oh, my God. I can actually see,” He sighed to himself. “What now? What happens next?” It was sinking in on Dion that
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Mpumi ran out of the room when her tears started building up in her eyes. She couldn’t contain her grief and definitely, wouldn’t let any of them see her cry. Dion saw that. He wanted to run after her but he still had to resolve the conflict between the children or else, they would be calling him non-stop and again.Dion knew what was going on in her mind, that did not sit well with him. He wanted to talk to her. He knew he had to wrap things up with his little guys.He managed to over-throw them, officially ending the fight, “I win! I always win!” he cheered.“Oh, we’ll get you someday,” said Vincent.“Sure. Yeah. Right. You will need years of training to beat me.”“Well, I don’t care,” Dave said, “I will train so hard. So hard that I become stronger and defeat you someday.”“I remember when I started,” Dion said. “I started small. I would
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Dion and the children woke up and did not find Mpumi. While Dave and Vincent raced around the house looking for the rest of the things they forgot to pack up, Dion put the dishes back in the cupboards. He was having a tough time emotionally. He found the note Mpumi left on top of the micro-wave. She put their transport money next to it.……………………..Mpumi’s letter………………………..DionWith all my heart, I want to say thank you.The past seven months have been one of the most excruciating, yet fruitful time of my life. You think I have taught you love, but I think I learnt love through you. I have become the woman I am today because of you, Vincent, and Dave. My true wish is that you all continue to succeed from here on forth. Go conquer, and as you go know that you are always in my thoughts.
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It was morning. The morning went as it would usually. The maids and the male servants had everything tidied and cleaned. Breakfast was done hours ago. Bowman was only walking around his home without much purpose. That was his wait for his flight back to the UK in afternoon.Bowman had a glass of water in his hand. He had just swallowed his tablets—tablets for back pains since the loss of his son. He was heading towards the living room when the front door opened—“Dad.”Bowman looked only to see a young man standing there, at the door. This man was skinny, pale, and tired. His eyes protruded, and the areas around them slotted in. His jaws and cheekbones pushed through his fleshless skin. His collar bones and ribs marked a defined outline around his chest.The young man had lost so much weight that his father stood in shock for a whole while. The glass slipped through Bowman’s hand and broke scattering its broken piece all over
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The house was back to normal when the guests and relatives had left. Only aunt Gertrude stayed a little longer. She was joyful to have Dion back. She, Bowman, Dion and the kids gathered at the table. There was a big feast laid.“We are having an extended New Year’s Day meal,” Bowman had cheered. Dave struggled reaching the chair as it was too high. Dion had to lift him, and place him proper. Now, Dave was too short for the table.“I’ll get a pillow, sir,” Joseph rushed to the other room and returned with a pillow. He put it on the chair where Dave sat. Now Dave could reach the table. Dion saw that it was only the five of them at the table—himself, Bowman, Gertrude, Vincent and Dave. “Where did the others go?” He was referring to the staff.“To the kitchen, Dion.”That while, the staff stood peeking through the door. They wanted to see more of Dion. They were fascinated and curious of him. T
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Chapter148The kids were trying to find out who leaked a very private piece of information about Vincent’s father.“I don’t know.” Gift argued for himself, “The only reason I was beefing with Vincent back then was because I thought he would take you away from me. Other than that, I really have no problems with that kid. I was just jealous…”“You’re not jealous anymore?”“No. Ever since you claimed me, I really had no reason to be anymore.”Sphesihle was touched to hear that. In fact, she remembered the reasons why she liked him in the first place—he used to be so sweet. She could swoon over his sweet words but that was not the time, they had serious matters at their hands.Whoever leaked that news what in the school, because the first article to be released about the matter was published in that school’s news-site. They had to find out who did that.&
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Chapter 147Bowman started weeping bitterly. Mpumi was only flustered, and at loss for words.“When he woke up, he wanted hurt himself again. The doctors had to strap him down and sedate him.”Bowman tumbled to his knees. “Please…”He crawled over to Mpumi’s feet.“Please, you have to help him. You have to watch over him—at least keep him alive for me!”Bowman was actually on his knees, grovelling for her help. Mpumi once thought that she wanted him to do that, but now that he was, she couldn’t stomach it. She saw the pain in that man’s eyes. He was a single father who was terrified of losing his son. His only child.She started trying to help him up but he was far too heavy to lift. He kept rubbing his palms together, and kept crawling to her as she was backing away from him.“Please. Please, little Miss. Please help my son.”He then grabbed and held on to her knees so that she wouldn’t back away anymore. All over his face were his tears and a very certain sadness.………A little whi
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Chapter 146When morning came and Mpumi had to go home, since her shift was over, she remembered to go check on Dion first. She found him on the floor, unconscious and bleeding from his head.She called for help, and all the others rushed in and took him for an emergency care. Mpumi was worried, she couldn’t sit still as she waited for the results. Bowman and his family were at the hospital too, after receiving that early morning call. They too looked worried.Mpumi did find herself exchanging glances with Bowman. She wondered what that was about. She was able to go home when the doctors confirmed that Dion was okay. She could stay up and blame herself for what happened to Dion on her watch, but she was too tired and too sleepy.Mpumi quickly, slipped into her pyjamas (nightwear), and into her sheets—DING DONG!Came a doorbell at her door. She was tired. She simply scoffed, and then buried her head under her pillow. She was determined on ignoring that vividly loud doorbell.DING DONG
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Chapter 143Mpumi could see a clear view of his face. His front hairs were dangling at his forehead, overgrown and almost obscuring his sight. His beard was as long and tangled in what could soon turn into locks.As she looked closer, she saw his eyes sunken in and dark circles around them. She saw his cheeks all bones and protruding.Shocked! Mpumi’s throat was almost as dry as the sand in the Saharan Desert. Her tongue had never felt so heavy as she tried saying her first words upon seeing the man’s face. On her own face was the look of sheer terror!“DION??!!”He only looked into empty space and mimed what even he couldn’t make sense of. He seemed very far and lost. Mpumi got closer to have a closer look at his eyes.“Dion?”However, he looked lifeless almost as though there was no soul living in there. Mpumi could only wonder what happened to him. How he even got to that place, in the firs
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Chapter 142The nurses did not succeed at collecting the patient’s DNA. The patient in room X1. He was aggressive and wouldn’t let any of them close to him. They couldn’t even take a photo of him. This would make it even harder to identify him. They needed to find his next of kin.They nurses were with the matron in her office. They were all brainstorming ideas on a way forward. The matron only went silent. She didn’t know what else to say. She was still thinking.“I think I can help him…” Mpumi had said.They turned to her, looked at her and wondered, “How do you think you can help? Not only is he mental but he’s also dangerous.”“I’ll take my own chances, but I think I have to try to get through to him.” Mpumi could clearly see that none of those people were convinced.She had to try harder. “Look, as you know that I’ve worked at a clinic before. I a
