He reached for the croissant before him, took a bite and wiped the sugar crumbs beside his lips with the back of his hand. I held out the serviette to him. He shrugged and wiped his mouth with the back of his hands again.
I returned the serviette to it’s spot which was on a saucer beside his cup of coffee. He smiled and went for his coffee.
“So, Marjorie, how do you like my life story so far?”
“Was I supposed to pass any judgement on your life story?”
“You are something else you know, but it’s okay. I like where this is going, so tell me when did you decide to go into Public Relations?”
“I did not decide. It was my Dad who did. I wanted to study Sociology but he insisted that I try Public Relations or anything to do with diplomacy because he felt like I had been doing that ever since I could talk. So, I took a course and then advanced it and now it seems to be getting me somewhere.”
“You are your Father’s daughter right? How many siblings do you have?”
” I have two brothers, they all come after me. What about you? How many siblings do you have?”
“Four now, and I mentioned my mom having six kids, one died leaving five of us, so if I set myself aside we are like four! But, enough about me, so how long have you been here in Kisumu?”
“Three years on and off. I would love to hear the rest of the story if you don’t mind.”
“Okay, I will share it with you when we meet but for now I have to ensure you get home in good time. It will be unfair of me to keep you here way into the night, hata kama ni Friday.”
“Sawa that’s fine by me, but I will hold you to it.”
“That’s okay, we can finish up and I will see you off if that’s alright with you.”
“Sure, and listen Jeremy, thanks for giving our organization a chance. I hope our partnership would be a great one.”