All Chapters of SANDRA'S HEART TALE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

  Lusaka, Zambia; December, 2015. Natasha Thompson drove her brand new Chevy into Tulani Media House which was popularly known as TMH and went searching for a free spot in the parking lot. TMH was the leading independent and private media firm in the country and Natasha was more than excited to start her first day…her first job in Zambia since returning from the States a month ago. After moving around in circles for close to five minutes without finding a free parking spot, Natasha was about to lose hope when she saw a vehicle move out of a spot a short distance from where she was. She rushed over there before anyone else got the spot and was just about to get into the spot when she heard someone hooting ruthlessly behind her. She looked back to find the very car that had just moved out and a lady came out, belligerently waving her arms about in the air as she walked towards Natasha. Wondering what the hell was going on, Natasha waited fo

  Natasha found her mother out on the street outside their home pacing to and from as she waiting for her husband to appear. Natasha quickly parked to the side and ran after her. The first thing she noticed where the tears in her eyes. “Mum,” she held her tightly in her arms. “I am scared Tasha,” Martha cried. “It’s okay mum, it’s okay…I trust that dad is okay. You know how my heart paces when something bad is about to happen? Well, feel it,” she took her mother’s hand and placed it over her heart. “It’s calm right?” Natasha said. “What if something happened? What if the past…what if….” Natasha slowly released her mother from the embrace and instead held both her hands. “Mum,” she said. “Dad won’t ever do that again.” Martha gave her daughter a puzzled expres

 On his drive to Natasha’s place, Tulani did some mental calculations in his head to determine whether Sean could really be his son. If the child was four years old, then there was no way he could be his since he had only known Tasha for four years and some months.If indeed the child is mine, shouldn’t he be about three years old or something? He wondered.Tulani’s doubts about the boy’s paternity were crushed the moment he laid his eyes on him. He knew without a doubt that the boy was his; the eyes, the nose and the general shape of his head all screamed his DNA.“There’s something I don’t understand,” Tulani told Natasha as they stood outside by his car.“I don’t need to ask you the obvious question but,” he was nervously rubbing one foot against the paved ground, his mind doing summersau

 Martha had been watching her husband’s strange behaviour all through dinner. She could tell that something was bothering him and she suspected that whatever it was had something to do with his trip to the mall earlier that day.“Why aren’t you eating dad?” It appeared Bernard’s sour mood could not escape his daughter either.Bernard finally gave up pretending to eat and laid his folk down. “I’m sorry, am just not feeling too well.” He then got up and went upstairs. Martha followed him up a few minutes later.She found him lying on the bed, face up and with eyes closed.“When are you going to tell me what’s bothering you my husband?” She sat down on the edge of the bed. “What did your daughter say to you?”Bernard slowly opened his eye

“How dare he send his dame wife to fight his battle? Wait until this is over…I am going to get you for this Bernard Chimeko. You just wait.”Luyando entered her parent’s house and found the three adults siting in the living room.“Who are you?” Luyando addressed Martha.“What kind of manners are these? Sit down young lady!” Her father shouted.Her body, shuddering from both fury and fear, Luyando went to sit next to her mother.“Did you tell her to come?” Joshua asked his wife. But Ayanda did not respond. It was clear from his tone that he already knew the answer and he was not pleased.“You must be Luyando.” Martha was smiling at her husband’s daughter, unable to imagine that a beautiful girl like her would have so much hate towards her own father to threaten im