Becca. Talk about an unbridled risky passion, wheeewww!’ I fanned myself with a hand, despite the perfectly working chiller in the room. Just then, my mobile phone beeped with an incoming message and I picked it up distractedly from my bag. Raising the mobile phone to my unfocused eyes, I saw the blurry words and I had to blink severely before I could refocus my gaze on the words that were blatantly displayed on the screen. Even at that, it took me several minutes to process the message. “Have dinner with me tonight, Becca, and before you unthinkingly say no, think of how disappointed I would be and then slowly with a calm breath, think of how I will take my revenge for disappointing me.” I actually found myself reading the message in that peculiar tone of his while my mind eagerly took up the job of imagination. The fact that the man was so confident and arrogant enough that he did not find it necessary to pen his name to his notes and messages made me want to howl. But I co
Becca. “Hi Cindy.” I answered gently but even I could hear the stiffness in my tone. And I knew Cindy would misconstrue it. “Still angry at the last time, hmm? You sure can hold a grudge, girl.” She said with hurtful tones and I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. Trust her to take it farther. “Is that why you are calling? To tell me about my grudges and feelings?” I questioned a little bit irritatingly, hurt because she seemed not to have any plans about apologising. “No, Becca. I called you because I missed you and I am hoping we can see.” She retorted a little loudly and I could hear the tone of impatience underneath her words. “You mean after annoying the hell out of me, you finally have the time to talk to me?” I corrected bitchily, forgetting the fact that it was I who refused to speak to her in the first place. “That was because I had been sick, Becca. It was just yesterday that I got discharged from the hospital.” She retorted softly and I felt sure I did not hear correctly.
Becca. Wait! “Soul mates?” I asked with a chuckle, intensely amused that she would see it that way. “Yes girl, only soul mates would share such amazing moments.” The ever romantic Cindy murmured approvingly and I rolled my laughing eyes to the ceiling. “Well, do me a favor, Cindy. Next time, try to share something more fun and cool, okay? Flu is not something I like.” I intoned wryly and she chuckled. “Pure Balderdash, babes. It is all inclusive. In poorer and in riches, in health and in sickness. That is what friendship is all about.” She preached gently and I could hear the seriousness in her voice. Honestly, I am beginning to think Cindy is crazy and weird. But after a few days of not having her to talk to, I finally understood how important she’s to me, to my household. I would not admit to myself until now how much I missed her voice and presence in the last few days. Even though I had the kids, Mary and Christos Fernandez to dote on me and take care of me in the last fe
Becca. Dropping my mobile phone on the table, I threw my head up to laugh hilariously. ‘What a best friend to have!’ I thought with amusement. Remembering her last word, I felt some excitement. Aside from the pleasure of seeing my friend after a long time, I will also be making the twins happy when they see their old aunt Cindy, whom they have not stopped asking of since I got sick. Satisfied with these thoughts, I felt happy. Just as I picked my iPad to see if I could do some work before the closing time, I opened a page and the first word that caught my eyes were the names penned across the graph. But among the names, the one that caught my eyes and attention was the name of the man at the other side of the office. Which automatically brought to mind everything that happened that morning and the chat that followed. A dinner date with Christos Fernandez. Not just a dinner date, but a very private one that promised to be sizzling and wild. How loving is that? Unable to conce
Becca. I stood quietly by, watching and listening. “We miss you so much, Cindy aunt.” This from Erica who could not stop trying to get into her favourite aunt’s lap. “I miss you so much also, honey. And I am sorry for keeping away, I won’t do that again, I promise.” She cried solemnly, obviously realising how much she missed the kids also. “But you were sick, Cindy aunty, so it was not your fault.” My everyday empathic son reminded her softly and I smiled. Obviously, Cindy already explained to them why she had been absent. “Yes, that is true, my Prince Charming, I had been sick, so I could not help it.” Cindy accepted softly, allowing herself to stop feeling some guilt for seemingly abandoning them. “But now, you are back.” Erica reminded softly with a little dance and I joined Cindy to chuckle softly even though they still were not aware of my watchful presence. “Back with more love and goodies for my favourite persons.” She gave a little scream of excitement before bending ov
Becca.And as a true feminist when it comes to some issues, Cindy is the type that will never settle for less or allow you trample on other’s feelings so you can feel good.The last thing she wanted to do was stay in a toxic environment with an arrogant female boss who did not know how to appreciate the efforts of her staff even though they kept doing better and surpassing targets every month but in consideration for others, she kept enduring the woman's bullshit.Though I did not tell her, I must confess that I salute her courage and perseverance. Someone like me would have left such a place a long time ago. A toxic environment is the last place I can work and as a designer who needs extreme calm and peace to be able to work and bring out the best design suitable to a client’s need, I would be useless with such a boss.“That’s how it should be, Babes. You should not give a hoot about her when it is obvious she does not care about you and others' efforts.” I finally consoled her.“Exa
Becca. To say she was shocked was to understate it, judging from the significant way in which she went quiet. “What?” I asked a little bit coldly, aware that my voice was defensive but unable to help it. “Nothing. Just that, the last time I was here, I had the impression that you don’t like your boss.” She replied slowly and I almost cursed aloud. God, please save me from a friend with impeccable memory. “And what makes you think anything has changed now?” I said with a discouraging frown as I put on my red thong and the sexy matching bra. “The fact that I had to force you to give his name? If he is not beginning to matter to you, you would not be reluctant to reveal with whom you are going out, girl.” My friend pointed out and I realised she was right. But I was angered by her perception. “That is not enough to base your conclusion, Cindy.” I rebuked gently. “True. But coupled with the fact that I know you reasonably well and I could feel your excitement from a hundred mile
Becca.“I am so nervous right now I can’t believe it.” It was not only Cindy that was surprised to hear this confession, I was also. I had not planned to speak it out loud.“You know why?” She asked with a distracted air as she worked on my dress.“Why what?” I asked impatiently, unsure of her meaning.“I mean do you know why you are nervous? This is not the first time you are meeting the man or going out with him so I wonder why.” She pointed out casually as she pulled on the zip to open it up. Holding on to her shoulder with one hand, I stepped into the dress.“Well, this is different.” It was only after I said it that I realised what I just confirmed.“So now you are willing to admit the man now means a lot more than he did before?” She glanced up to look me in the eye pointedly.“Well, yea. Maybe.” I said with a shrug, unwilling to admit everything for now.“Hmm. Maybe we are heading somewhere. There is hope.” And that was all she said to it.“Is that the best you could offer?” I