Hidden Diamonds – Classicpluz
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It’s Sunday. Last night was hell for me. I didn’t close my eyes in sleep for even a second. I tossed and turned all night thinking about Jamille. She reminds me of myself when I was younger. I was shocked at how much my niece and I could be so alike.
When she came in through the door last night, I saw a new person. Her eyes had gotten a little sparkle but a close look at her would show that the sorrow wasn’t gone yet. I knew exactly what she was doing because I had done it many times too. She was presenting a strong person to the world whereas she was aching on the inside.
I wondered how I would get her to stop it. She would only end up widening the wound she already had deep inside of her. I thought a change of environment would do her good. I would speak to her dad to let me take her with me to my house. She would go to university from there. I wouldn’t dare keep her in this house with my brother. He’d make the girl commit suicide. I thought he had solved his temper issues already. Apparently, I was wrong.
I turned to the clock and it was already few minutes to seven o’clock. I got up from the bed to go make breakfast.
I got plantain out of the store and fried it. I made fish stew to go with it. When I was done, I headed to my brother’s room first, before the rooms of the twins,inviting them for breakfast.
I decided to fast today just in case the heavens would pity me and tell me what to do. I went upstairs to have a shower and get ready for church. Brian and I still attended the same church we attended as little kids with our families. I met my husband there and I’ve been more loyal since then.
When I was done, I went downstairs to meet the family all prepared. We said a small prayer before heading out. Service went well although I was sure that none of us paid sincere attention to the sermon.
After the service, I went straight to the pastor to ask for prayers because I was at a loss of what to do with Brian and his children. Our Sunday went on smoothly but without the usual excitement that was characteristic of our family.
I spent two whole weeks with them before I decided to approach Brian about Jamille.
It was a sunny evening on Monday. I walked to the garden to see Brian. The place had become his new home.
“Brian?” I called
He looked up,surprised to see me there.
“I came to talk about Jamille”
He nodded,urging me to go on.
“I want to take her with me to my house. She needs real help. You’ve bruised her heart pretty bad.”
He sighed before replying. “I know I’ve hurt her. I’ve been thinking of how to apologise to her. I guess taking her away is a good idea. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for ruining my daughter’s life. I still love her.”
“I’m glad you’re back to yourself now. I just hope Jason will agree to this. We’ll be leaving by Friday.” I stood up to leave.
I don’t know why I suddenly sat down again.
“And how are you little brother?”
“I guess I’m getting by. Thanks for asking even when I’ve committed”
I smiled. “Of course you know I love you Brian. I’m sorry for being so distant.”
“Love you too sis.” With that, I went inside.
To Be Continued