Chapter Eighteen: Jeff and Belinda

Belinda looked up from hugging Iman and Hakeem to see Jeff driving into the compound. She walked with the children into the house and took their bags. They went to their rooms to change into their play clothes as she waited in the sitting room for Jeff. He walked in a few minutes later, “I was hoping to see you today. Have you had something to drink?”

“No, I haven’t. What are you doing home so early Jeff?”

“I was hoping to talk to you. I called Mary and she told me she was in school so I guessed you would be here and seems I was right.”

“Yes, at least you are right.”

“Come home Besh.”

“It does not feel like home Jeff.”

“I know that things cannot change overnight Besh. You always used to talk to me, to tell me anything that came to your mind. It was easy back then and then we had Iman and you started retreating into the shadows. You know we never argued about a thing, we would talk things through and I miss that. Mary said something to me yesterday, it was almost as though, she was giving life to the pain you’ve been going through. She said that you did not just snap, that you broke…and Besh, I am sorry, look, if there’s anything you want me to do to make things right then I would do it. I just want you back home. I want you here beside me and I want Hakeem to wake up at night knowing that his mom is there. I want Iman to see you home because this is all they know.”

“You want me to come back to this house?”

“I want you in our lives Besh.”

“I’ll think about it Jeff and let you know.”

“Do you still work at that place?”

“I got a job. I’ll also keep working at Okwan’s but not as often as I did. We worked on a system that suited us.”

“Congratulations, where’s this new job?”

“It’s here in Kisumu. Do not worry about the details but just know that I am embracing the eight to five lifestyle. Mary will be coming over next week to help with the kids and after that I was thinking they could go home and spend some time with your mom when they close school. It will give me enough time to get someone to help around the house.”

“Sure, that’s great.”

“Okay, let me go and see what those two are up to.”

“Besh…”

“Yes, Jeff.”

“You are the mother of my children. I love you, always have…and though I have made all these stupid mistakes that cause you nothing but pain, I just want you to know that Michelle was a mistake and it took me a while to accept that.”

“Honey, no woman wants to be called a mistake when it comes to love. Can we not talk about this today?”

“Sure, I just wanted you to know.”

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