EPISODE 11
“You won’t believe it, guess who Falz wants to make his clothing line, for his show.” Sophia put her head up, as her new colleague Boma, ran into her office.
She had gotten into Nikkin Couture as a proper staff, they gave her an office on the top floor. They left it up to her to decorate it.
She had instructed that they made the walls lavender with blue horizontal borders. It was furnished with a sofa, a coffee table, a huge desk, and the swivel chair.
“So, who is it?” she gave a knowing grin, as she pretended to look at her computer.
“You know already jare, stop teasing me. But all the same its
you. Can you imagine you beat so many fashion stars.” he said, as he sat on the sofa. She laughed heartily, Boma was like a little brother and he helped take measurements.
He also served as a guide, he was slim, tall and fair with curly Caribbean hair. He was a half caste from the islands. He had a striking resemblance to a movie character, she didn’t remember the one…maybe it was James in Jenifa’s diary.
“Okay, I’m grateful. So where did you see it?” she said, as she turned in the swivel chair.
“Everywhere on IG bae, your pic is everywhere, on twitter and on Facebook. Bae you are a confirmed star.” he gushed and held his hand to his chest.
“Okay Jam…sorry Boma, leave me let me do my work. I found everything about this yesterday. So its no new news.” she said, as she picked up the sketches on her desk.
“Okay oh, wicked friend…hmm this one that is pretending, you can’t even tell me.” he put the back of his hand on his forehead in a bid to faint.
“Sorry now, I’ll treat you to icecream, then.” she said, as she giggled at his theatrics.
“As long as we take Chris along. I missed him.” Boma said, as he patted his cheek.
“Ok that means we’ll have to wait for Chris to come back from school then. Boma oya waka commot before Aunty Nike takes it out on me.” she said standing, and she shooed him off.
She went back to her work, new designs for Chanel, she had sketched them and she was in the process of using CAD on them.
She looked at the time, it was twenty minutes past one. Chris would be coming into the office any moment.
She arranged the office, the last time he had taken her sketches and scribbled on them, when she punished him, he had told her that he was in the right.
“Miss Hallmark, said we should practice on papers. And I saw papers on the floor.” he gave her the most innocent look he had.
Sophia wanted to spank him, he was too cheeky. But it was her fault, how could she had left her sketches on the floor?
Today would not be a repeat. She had just piled a stack of paper when he ran in, Boma holding his bags.
“Mommy, did you know what we did at school today?” he was like that super excited about little things.
“What did you do, darling?” she asked, as they hugged.
“We had an arts and crafts for Father’s day.” he said solemnly.
“Really what did you make then?” she said, already beating herself up for asking.
“We made a card, but I didn’t have any name to write on the card. My classmates laughed at me.” he said, as he broke into sobs. “They called me a baby because I didn’t know my father’s name.” he said, shedding more tears.
Boma gave her an accusing look, as she begged the boy.
“I told you to stop hiding this boy.” Boma mouthed at her and left.
Sophia swallowed her own tears, deep sorrow flowed from her heart. Everyone who were close to her had told her to get the father of her child and let him know he had an issue.
But the humiliation and her pride that she could work it out all on her own had pushed her this far.
Regrets filled her heart.
-to be continued-
Apologies for not posting on time as i had some problems at school which has been resolved. So the story continues later today.