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    Go and be victorious Darlene

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    You’ll sure defeat him

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    EPISODE 41
    I strolled out of the office as soon as the meeting with other board members was over. Dare hung around the office door.
    “You!” he said, accusingly.
    In my heart, I was reeling with excitement for having kicked Dare out of the board meeting, “Yes,” I replied, casually.
    He waited for the other board members to leave the floor before he continued. “What did you do that for?” he asked, fumbling with his tie.
    “What did I do?” I replied. In all honesty, Dare was the one who wanted to make me look bad before the other board members. “Refresh my memory sir.”
    He sighed and rolled his eyes. “I am sorry, Darlene. I acted like a real jerk in there. I really don’t know why I acted in that manner.” He smiled revealing his teeth. “Do you forgive me?”
    I ignored him. “I would love to see Toni, I hear she’s unwell.”
    He nodded. “I also want to see her. If you don’t mind, we could just go together.” He offered.
    “I will just get my bag.”
    It was roughly thirty minutes drive to Toni’s. The bells chimed softly as Dare pressed the bell for a second bell. The door creaked as a young man wearing a v-necked white shirt and a camouflage trouser opened.
    “Hi Dare.” He said, as they exchanged handshakes.
    He ran his eyes through me and I found myself hiding behind Dare’s jacket. “Are we in the right place?” I whispered.
    “She’s Darlene, a colleague of Toni.” Dare introduced.
    The man smiled. “Toni speaks highly of you. Please come in.” he said, leading the way.
    Dare and I followed him into the house.
    “Make yourselves comfortable.” He said, going upstairs.
    Dare and I took our seats. I took a quick look around the living room. “Is that Toni’s husband?” I asked Dare.
    He nodded. “YUP!” he sunk into the sofa.
    I smiled. “Whoa! She never said her hubby is in the army.” I said, staring at the frame on the wall.
    “You have a lot to ask her then. Gideon never really comes home; he was deployed to Southern Sudan last month. I am beginning to think she feigned her illness.” He said, joining me near the picture frame.”
    Gideon returned with Toni. “Hi Darlene.” She said throwing her arms around me.
    “Are you feeling better now?” I asked, touching her forehead.
    She smiled and whispered into my ears. “I missed Gideon.” She then pinched me lightly.
    We all burst into a hearty laughter. Toni and I left for the kitchen.
    “There are some fresh cabbages in the fridge, please pass them to me.” Toni said cleaning the board.
    I opened the fridge and fetched the cabbages. “Are we making vegetable salad?”
    She nodded. “Yes, there’s some coconut rice to go along.”
    “Did you feign illness?” I asked, chopping the cabbages. They looked healthy and needed slight cooking. In this part of the world, diets like these seemed continental as the normal or average Nigerian family might settle for a conventional Rice and Beans lunch. But due to the exposure I had as a child, which I guessed Toni must also have been exposed to, we didn’t do the traditional African dishes, although nothing could take the place of my beloved ‘Pounded Yam and Egusi Soup’, I’d be condemned to European or semi-American dishes on several occasions.
    She winked. “Was it a bad idea? Gideon will be home until after the weekend. It has been a year since I last saw him” she said rinsing the carrots she had chopped.
    “I guess you want to make some babies,” I said, laughing.
    She nodded and tried to hide the embarrassment in her face. “It’s all the gold I have got.” She replied and swiftly collected the cabbages from me; they had to be saved as I had already started munching them.
    Toni and I hurried over the vegetable salad while Dare and Gideon grilled the barbeque. I couldn’t be so sure that some of the barbeque might not have suffered body damage, two men and meat is meat!
    “I expect your illness to be over when Gideon leaves.” I started, as I dished the salad into the Chinas.
    She smiled. “You are a really lucky lawyer. You have a high profile case as your first case; I hope you know that if you land this one well, you will become an automatic force to reckon with.”
    “The pressure is high.” I replied, taking off my apron.
    She nodded in agreement. She hung her apron carefully. “I know you can handle the pressure, all you have to do is to be you against Subomi.”
    “Ladies, barbeque time” Gideon roared from the backyard.
    Toni smiled at me and left for the backyard. She returned almost immediately. “The boys want us to have lunch at the backyard.” She said as she gathered the Chinas. “We will also have lemonade; we have some left from the last mix, check it in the fridge.” She briefed, leaving for the backyard.
    There was a huge jar of lemonade juice in the fridge; there was also a huge jar of milk. The fridge had some pizza, half eaten. Burger packs from Kentucky adorned the fridge. It made me think of how much food went down Toni’s throat. The woman can eat! End of story. I fetched a tray and joined the trio in the backyard. Gideon and Dare had laid a huge picnic mat. The sizzle from the grill sounded delightful.
    Dare had removed his jacket and loosened his tie. Toni took her seat beside Gideon, Dare cleared some space beside him and I took my seat.
    “Are you guys going out?” Gideon asked staring at Dare and I, chewing his drum stick.
    Toni cleared her throat. “We should say our prayers first, Gideon.” She said, collecting the chicken from her husband.
    “Do we really have to?” he murmured. Gideon must be like one of those men who didn’t see the need for blessing meals, could I blame him? The man is practically a ‘killer’, well people in the army don’t like to be addressed as murderers, but there is no lighter way to say that ‘you take someone’s life for a good cause.’
    Toni started the prayers and then I felt we were never going to stop. I opened my eyes to be sure it was only a prayer for lunch, Toni kept on ‘binding and casting’ every Escherichia coli that might have made its way into the vegetable salad or the barbeque. Gideon and Dare cleared their throats intermittently. Time up, Mrs. Small.
    “Amen!” Gideon shrieked.
    Toni stopped the prayer abruptly; she took a quick glance at us all and bowed her head. She was far from finished with her prayers. Few minutes later, she thundered “In Jesus name we pray”.
    “Amen.” We all chorused.
    Even in Pastor Ben’s church, ‘Amen’ never sounded that loud. Toni’s neighbor from the next terraced flat flung her window open; eye balled us coldly, kept her nose in the air and slammed the window shut. We all let out a loud laugh.
    “Back to my question,” Gideon started, mouthful. “Dare, are you dating Darlene?”
    Dare smiled and cast a weird glance on me. “Shamefully not”
    “Really? I think you guys make a wonderful couple.” Gideon said. I blushed a bit. Did I blush? Okay…I think I flushed across my face, must have been embarrassing.
    Dare laughed. “You said the same about Reina and me.”
    Gideon shook his head in disagreement with a stern look. “I said you and Reina make a ‘sophisticated’ couple.” He corrected. “More like the Brad Pitt and Jolie thingy, but you and Darlene would be more of Bonnie and Clyde.” He paused and sipped his drink. “Did I just say Bonnie and Clyde? Well, I don’t know, but it will be more of ‘Dare and Darlene’, something beautiful.” He concluded, gulping the rest of his lemonade.
    Was Gideon trying to say that I was less sophisticated? He almost had me looking at myself.
    I tried to avoid Toni’s questioning gaze as we had lunch. “Gideon, your speculations don’t even apply here, Darlene is uninterested.” She said, wiping some mayonnaise from Gideon’s mouth.
    “You think? He asked, ruffling her hair. “Babe, they are shy and are afraid to admit. That’s what I call real love.”
    At this junction, it was time for the traditional cough and it was done by Dare and me at the same time. Gideon spoke as though Dare and I were in absence, that’s some nerve! I couldn’t expect less from a man in the army.
    “They even make the same sounds.” Gideon said, and laughed. “Let’s give them some space honey.” He said, kissing Toni’s forehead.
    He placed some chickens in a bowl and pulled Toni by the arm. “Have a good time guys.” He said, and pulled Toni along who grumbled all the way.
    An awkward silence continued between Dare and I. I got pretty uncomfortable and rose to my feet.
    “Why are you leaving?” he asked, without raising his head.
    What did Dare want from me? “It’s not like we have anything to say, or do we?”
    Dare rose to his feet and stared at me. His gaze was set out to make me very uncomfortable but I did well to reply with a firm gaze. When a boy stares at you in order to trip you, you just have to stare back, and of course, in the most convenient fashion for you, as a lady. But not the seducing type of stare. The purpose will be defeated and possibly, the sheets might end up rumpled.
    Dare was taking forever to answer my question. “We have nothing to say.” I said, avoiding any eye contact between Dare and me.
    Dare squinted his eye balls avoiding the rays from the evening sun that seemed to flash so sharp at the moment. He rubbed his chin and then grabbed his jacket from the mat. Okay…this seemed to me like the part where both parties said their official good-byes.
    “I would like to go home from here Dare.” I announced, clutching my bag to my arm.
    He nodded. “That’s fine by me.”
    “Okay, see you tomorrow. Tell Gideon and Toni that I said bye.” I said and turned from him.
    Dare gripped me by the arm and dropped his jacket. He forced his mouth against mine and this time the kiss didn’t sink, he got a slap from me.
    “Let go!” I yelled furiously.
    He rubbed his chin softly as I caressed my hand from the hit.
    “You have no right to disrespect me.” I added aggressively, pulling back some hair from my face.
    He smiled faintly. “I don’t regret stealing that kiss.”
    Pervert! Dare had gotten out of hand. I admit that I consented to the first kiss between us, but not again, I made a mistake. Didn’t I?
    “Dare, I won’t have you do that with me again.” I said, adjusting my hair. “If there is a next time…”
    “What would you do?” he yelled. “Slap me harder? Hand in your resignation?” he shouted. Toni’s neighbor’s window opened again, but this time, she put her head back in almost immediately.
    I swallowed and adjusted my collar. “Dare, you can never get close to me again. I forbid you to!”
    He nodded. “I am not sorry Darlene Williams. And I will not have you forbid me, you have no right to.”
    “Who do you think you are? You can’t play boss over my emotions!”
    He nodded. “I am not trying to play boss, did you think our first kiss was accidental? I saw everything in your eyes, it was the same in mine.” He said, staring at me.
    Curse those eyes! “ If there was anything in my eyes, it had to be pity for your soul Dare, It was an accident to me.”
    “Yeah…and you kissed back? Forget it, Darlene, there is something between us and I think it’s time we worked it out.”
    I scoffed. “The only thing that we’ll be working out is my severance pay after I am done with Subomi.” I said.
    “I love you.” He said, looking down.

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    EPISODE 42
    I hailed a cab. “Osborne.” I said to the driver hastily.
    “#5000 naira, nothing less” he said, staring at my LV Handbag.
    I hissed. “Just drive!”
    I looked through the mirror and saw Dare give up the chase. I gasped and sent an SOS message to Dora. She called back almost immediately.
    “Are you home?” I asked.
    “Yes. Are you alright?”
    I sobbed. “Please stay at home, I’ll be there soon.” I replied and hung up.
    I handed the cab driver his fare and raced upstairs. Dora made herself available for a bear hug as soon as I ascended the stairs. We left for the kitchen; it seemed to be Dora’s office these days when she wasn’t taking pictures of the leaves and animals in the house.
    “Tell me everything.” She said, as she handed me a glass of water.
    I took a heavy gulp of the water. “Dare loves me.”
    She stared at me for a while and then laughed. “Why then are you making it look as though you just had someone maimed? You can’t tell me that you didn’t see this coming.” She said, collecting the glass from me. “And to think I thought you just got fired.” She sipped the rest of the water.
    I hissed. “You don’t understand, Dora. He can’t love me. I don’t want him to; I am already in love with him.”
    “I am confused.” Dora said seriously.
    A proud girl always has a lot going on in her life that she never lets anyone in on. For me, the case wasn’t any different. The day I ended things with Paul in the most ‘non-classy’ fashion ever paved way for a new beginning in my life. I felt disturbed about how I ended things with Paul, but it never got to me until Valentine’s Day when I met Paul at the central market.
    Paul had said to me, “One day you will meet the man you will love, how would you feel if he treated you this way.”
    The first day I stepped into Ade-Cole firm and met Dare, I had liked him. Well, it was just the ‘like’ factor. Then after the suicide threat by Paul, I was consumed with the idea of getting my heart broken. All through my high school days, I had been seen as the ‘Amazon’ lady. I found it hard to ‘love’ or care with the extra attention. I crushed like every normal girl, but it faded almost immediately. I understand that crushes are meant to fade especially when it was just for the natural attraction, but I never really saw a guy as special. No HOMO!
    I really wanted to be in love. Dare Ade-Cole had all the features of my dream man-Athletic, Good physique, Handsome, and most of all, Classy! I would be well represented. That’s was what I saw him as initially, a good representation! Who wouldn’t want such a man? So it was easy to fall in love with him, but I only didn’t want it reciprocated. I wanted to feel hurt. Not normal for any girl, but absolutely perfect for Darlene Williams.
    Dora shifted her weight against the sink. “Ezra Pound was so right when he said ‘we humans are the most complicated beings’. I can’t believe you have this wish.” She started. I inhaled deeply. She paused a bit and continued, “You are beautiful, smart, professional and everything a man would be proud to have as a wife. Why would you want something less than love? You deserve to be in love, it’s the most perfect feeling.” She stopped with a smile. I was about to speak and then she put her fingers on my mouth. “Just in case you care to counter me, even Modupe Ozolua says she’ll love if her object of affection loves her return.”
    We both laughed. Modupe Ozolua is typically the envy of any Nigerian woman. I’ll take that back. She’s the envy of any woman who wants to go under the knife. She is also a true definition of class, so I could relate to Dora’s statement.
    “I am not really Ozolua’s fan.” I said, cleaning a pear. “You care?” I asked, reaching for another. She nodded. “Here you go.”
    I choked slightly on the pear. “All I wanted was for Dare to break my heart, is that too much to ask for?”
    “It’s not going to happen the way you want it.” She replied. “Moreover, it’s a strange and complicated wish. You don’t expect that to happen so directly, it won’t come to you when you want.” She said, eating her Pear. “Oh my dear, you can’t be faster than life.”
    I nodded. “I guess I always wanted to be.”
    “Don’t be afraid of a little bit of pain, it won’t hurt to let down your guard a little. You are too serious for life.” She added.
    The land phone rang. “Dad should move this thing to his room.” I said.
    “I agree with you. The calls are always from the firm about one case or other. I say we don’t answer it.” She suggested, cleaning the dishes in the sink.
    I nodded in agreement. The phone rang for the second time and then went to the answering machine.
    “I know you girls are at the phone.” Dad breathed into the machine. Dora and I exchanged a look and chuckled softly. “I now know why some clients can’t get across, you choose to ignore calls. In any case, Darlene, I want you to meet me at the country club in thirty minutes. No excuses, no apologies.” He said and hung up.
    Dora held my hand firmly. “You’ll be fine my dear. We’ll talk about Dare later.”
    “Sir Williams is calling for my head.”
    The Country club was roughly twenty minutes away from home. I was lucky to have a driver drop me off at the club. Dad had instructed him to change the car tyres so he helped me to the country club. Dad and I have been long standing members of the Ikoyi Country Club since I was a kid. Getting past the security was no hassle. I just had to say, “Darlene Williams.” “Welcome ma’am. It’s been a while since you last visited.” The receptionist said as she clicked my name on the system.
    I made my way to the bar looking for Dad but he wasn’t there. The other place where I could find him had to be the squash. He must have been playing squash with friends if he wasn’t at the bar. I stood outside the door and signaled to him. He dried his face and joined me outside with Mr. Tobi Shodipo.
    “You are now a fine woman, Darlene.” Mr. Shodipo said, running his eyes through me.
    I stared at Dad. He immediately cleared his throat. “You remember Tobi Shodipo, don’t you?” he asked.
    “Yes, I do. Thank you.” I replied, staring at Mr. Shodipo
    I had never liked the Shodipo family. His daughter, Wura, was best friends with Jumoke Bankole and they always tried to make life hell for me at high school, and Wura was once Jake’s girlfriend. His son wasn’t any better, Wole Shodipo, picked up fights with Jake. It has been around nine years since I last saw any member of the family.
    “Tobi just returned to the country with Wole and Wura. I thought you guys might want to catch up on old times.”
    I rolled my eyes. “I was never really friends with them.”
    “It doesn’t seem that way with my kids, they speak highly of you.” Mr. Shodipo interrupted.
    Dad smirked. “I was thinking that you might want to invite them for Dora’s coming out this weekend. It will help everyone to socialize. They are just returning to the country, probably, yourself and Jake could find some of your high school mates and you all could kick back old times.”
    “Thanks Dad, but I’ll have to talk about this with Dora. The guest list for the event is full and is just a few days away; I can’t possibly cancel out on one of our guests.”
    Dad shook his head. “Two of your guests” He corrected. “Wole and Wura” He added with a smile. “See who ever you have to eject from the list, but make room for Wole and Wura.”
    “Thanks a lot Darlene, you are such an angel.” Mr. Shodipo said as he turned away.
    I stared at Dad angrily. “What was that for? You didn’t have to call me here. You have already made up your mind.” I said in a fit.
    “Mind your tone, young lady.”
    I nodded. “I am a busy person. I have a high profile case in roughly a week; I won’t have you pulling me around the city to make room for some ghost friends. Dora doesn’t even know them.”
    “I know. But you are to help Dora know them. I am good friends with Tobi Shodipo and you know I enjoy continuity.”
    I nodded in agreement. “Of course, just like you are enemies with Ayodeji Ade-Cole and you won’t mind if I continue that with his son.” “Darlene, I am not going over this issue with you. All I need is 2 spaces for Shodipo’s kids, make it happen, will you?” he concluded and joined his friend at the bar.
    I immediately dialed Jake as soon as I stepped out of the club.
    “SOS! Wole and Wura Shodipo to be added to Dora’s invite.”
    I could feel Jake’s groan. “No!”
    “Sir Williams made the rule; we have to stick to it.” I said, flagging down a cab.
    I paused to give the driver the directions and then continued the call. Taxis are perfect for calls. “I really hate those guys.”
    “Me too, Jane just seconded that.” He said, laughing. “Don’t worry; we’ll have them included in the list.”
    I hissed. Jake just reacted momentarily to the news. I expected a fit, maybe that’s the difference with a guy and a girl. “Are you gonna be cool with them around?”
    “I have no choice Darlene. It’s your Dad’s rule, and Dora’s party, not mine. Let me call you later babes, I have to wrap up the payments for the event planners.”
    I nodded and handed the driver his money as he turned in front of the house. “Bye, we’ll talk later.” I hung up and stepped out of the taxi. I leaned on the giant coconut tree beside the gate and sighed deeply. Wole and Wura? Oh no…although I expect a mature showing from them, I couldn’t be relaxed.
    “Hey Darlene”
    I turned swiftly to see Dare.

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    Hmm ur dad is like a dictator he sets rule anytime he feels like

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    hmm nxt pls

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    what an interesting story continue please

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