No matter how much I want to stay far away from her, I can’t help but move closer. It’s like I’m a moth to flame. I stare undecidedly at her building. I want to walk in and ask after her. I haven’t seen her since she she went out with those templates. I’m sure she went to work somewhere. I have seen her sometimes painting but I thought it was a hobby. I look up again for just the slightest sign of life in her apartment. I don’t know why I’m so bothered. Maybe it’s because I can’t get her out of my mind. I know I liked her. Like a man likes a woman but I never thought I would care this much. My phone vibrates and I glance at it. I have been jumpy since I realised that I’m going to be dragged into the mess my parents were. I don’t know my mother as such but I still remember my dad’s face clearly. It’s hard to forget when I see him in the mirror everyday. I rub my tummy as I leisurely glance at my phone. I should start swimming again or maybe I should get a gym installed in that spare room downstairs. I’m losing my abs. Someone taps me on my shoulder hard and I jump in fright. I have never seen her this up close. In that moment, I realise why I’m so drawn to her. She has a resemblance to someone I used to know. She is so beautiful. It’s such a shame that we don’t talk. She tries to say something to me and I’m concentrating on her lips. Please move. I want to move my car. I read. I smile at her and look for the car behind her. I see the…. the guy. He had to be. I’m disgusted that she gave him a shot again after what he did to her. Here I was worrying myself sick. That’s it. I’ve had it. I push past her and feel her stare after me before hopping back into her car. I slam the door to my apartment. I slam the door to the sitting room. I slam the door to my room.
“Fareedah. Please let me see my son. Even if it’s just once. I know I’m undeserving but think of the love we once shared. The one that still remains with me. Fareedah, please. I’m dying.” Olumide pleaded. Never in his life had he ever pleaded that way.
Fareedah felt there was really still love for her in his heart. She knew what he was capable of if he really wanted to hurt her but she didn’t want to expose her child to what he was. What his family was. They would starve to death before she allowed it. “How do you know it is a son?”
“Don’t underestimate me, Fareedah. I have seen him.” His voice booms through the phone.
“I will consider it. Olumide, if I agree, you must drop everything when coming to visit.” She said. “Everything.” She emphasized. Somehow, she knew allowing Olumide back into her life was a great mistake but she also knew the love Olumide had for was genuine. She looked at Raji as he played alone in the sand. No companion. Her heart wrenched with sadness. He turned to her and smiled.
This was exactly how Olumide would look if he was three.