All Chapters of MAKE ME MOAN, BOSS: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The road towards home has been shorter than ever, or maybe it was me who was so engrossed in thoughts that I did not realize time passing by. It’s clocking nine in the morning as I take the street to my home after alighting the bus.Dread and anxiety are the only things refueling me. I can’t believe I have been gone for almost four years, and these people never even once tried calling me. And now I am heading back to them. I still hope that that is my home.I continue shuffling my weary legs and dejected self through the streets until I get to our gate. Nothing seems to have changed here, as far as I can see. People are still living in poverty. The heavens seem to have closed up and locked the blessings up the sky. The lands are extreme dry lands. There is not even a ray of hope for rain to pour anytime soon.When I stop at our compound, memories of my last moments here stop me on my tracks as they savagely surge in. These people threw me out the day after we buried my father. They st

Fastfoward!5 years later.I leave the kitchen with a tray of chicken pies, mango juice which is my daughter’s favorite, and the aromatic rosemary tea. I am all smiles as I climb the short stairway to our humble dining area. It’s a bright Saturday morning, and the weather and the aura are all worth savoring.My smile narrows as I catch sight of my precious priceless jewel perched next to her second mom. That is how we have raised her. A rose between two roses who love her so much. She has two mothers, and I could never ask for a better co-parent than my best friend.We have been through it all together, and never even once did she abandon me. Throughout my pregnancy, not even a single day did she allow me to work. She worked for both of us and from when my belly was seven months old until my baby turned one and a half, she made sure I had all the comfort and rest that I needed. She did all the work and chores. From cleaning the house, working for us, washing mine and my baby’s clothes

It’s a bright Monday morning. I put on my final touches of light makeup and slid on my shoes. I look at my baby. She is still fast asleep. She is still a beauty, even in her sleep. My whole life is staring at me. She is my all.The weekend was awfully dull and dreadful for the first time. She refused to talk to anyone. We nearly forced her to eat. Her toys meant nothing. She hasn’t even set foot in her playroom.Honestly, I feel awful about this whole situation. I don’t want to see her hurt. I cannot handle the rift between us. I am torn, hopeless, and helpless. I kiss her cheek and leave my room.My work needs me early at dawn, so Julie takes care of preparing her and taking her to school. Then I pick her up and return with her in the evening. I hope to see her face brighten when I pick her up. However, things are not so promising, I am afraid. Afraid of what to tell her the next time she brings that topic up. And also, I am so afraid of the rift between us growing. I am torn already

I topped off my black jeans with a black knee-length trench coat and black boots. I throw a glance at Angel. Again, I picked her up from school, still in her gloomy mode, which didn’t even allow me to shop for my new outfits in peace. On arriving home, she went straight to bed and tucked herself into the duvet. She hasn’t said a word. I kiss her goodbye and head out.I find Julie staring outside through the window at the sitting room.“Hey! I am heading out now.” I said, conjuring her from where she was.She strolls up to me with a smile on her face.“Your prince charming is waiting outside.” She says it, and I sigh.So that is what she was staring at, huh?“I better go now before I keep him waiting for long.” I say, and just then, George’s message pops up on my phone.I opened it and read it inwardly.‘I am outside.XxxGeorge.That simple! That flat!“Shouldn't your face be glowing as you go to meet your knit in shining armor?” Julie asks, and today, for the first time in our long f

I pay the taxi guy and walk inside my gate, feeling so raw for a person who is supposed to be heartbroken. But thinking about this whole George thing, I realize there was neither love nor affection between us. I honestly cannot even tell what it was that I felt for that guy to enter into that sh*t of a relationship.Maybe it was the urge to belong to someone again after so long, the desire to think that someone loves me, or maybe I just wanted to try and see whether my heart is still active. Yeah, I think the latter was the sole reason. I wanted to know whether my heart could love again. If I can feel something as great as what I felt back then before it got shuttered,And after tonight, I surmise I now know the truth. That I was shuttered beyond repair. I can never love someone. The only love I have left and the only feelings I have left are for my daughter. She is the only person I can ever love. And you know, I think that is okay because I know my daughter will never shutter my hea