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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by lopjohnny(m): 9:19pm On Nov 26, 2017|
Don't let your heart be troubled, better job on the way.
Nice write up as usual,, you are blessed!!!
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by izzybobo49(m): 1:18pm On Nov 27, 2017|
sorry about that. nice story all the way.
i duff my hat!!!
dont be depressed,be encouraged. look beyond the rim,greater lies ahead.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by soniawarmate: 1:46pm On Nov 27, 2017|
Wow this is very nice...
Please can you send it to me through whatsapp or email please I really love the story..
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ebigbola(f): 3:55pm On Nov 27, 2017|
GOD IS TAKING U TO A BETTER PLACE. DON'T GIVE UP. NICE WRITE VERY CAPTIVATING
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Hephzibahmusic: 4:28pm On Nov 27, 2017|
Wow I think this is the best story I ever read on NL. Read it all in 2 days . God bless you Mobalaji . Dammnnnnnn I love this story and I hope you can finish it soon and I wanna read Joseph's haapy eneding
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ibunkun1(m): 4:38pm On Nov 27, 2017|
BOLAPE:Awww,i'm So Sorry Ma'am.God Will Provide A Better One
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by murphymakun(m): 6:24pm On Nov 27, 2017|
Thanks for the update am pretty sure God is creating a bigger place for you.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by ayaobaidowu: 12:24pm On Nov 28, 2017|
it's for the better dear, God pass them.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ebigbola(f): 8:14pm On Nov 28, 2017|
PLZ WE ARE DYEING FOR MORE UPDATES. OR MAKE WE NO WAIT
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by patriciakase(f): 9:22pm On Nov 28, 2017|
Tis well dear,better job will come ur way IJN
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 5:42pm On Dec 01, 2017|
TWIST OF FATE: #23
‘So what can we offer you, Naomi? This is the first time you are truly visiting after you left years ago.' Afolake turned to her with a solemn smile.
Naomi's heart was heavy as she watched mother and son leave the house. She had once been in that position with an infant child, despite the fact that she had done nothing wrong to deserve the crude treatment from the same woman. She felt Patricia's grief and sorrow as if it was her own.
‘I'm okay for now.' Her smile was wooden and fake.
‘Come with me, Ife. Let me show you my old room when I was growing up.' Olayemi's boyish grin cut through her gloom like sunshine as he tugged at her hand and pulled her to her feet.
‘Please, Dad, show her the room and bring her back safely. I'm too old to have a little brother or sister.' Joseph stated solemnly without looking up from the phone he was pressing.
Naomi's jaw dropped in shock as she stared at her son while Olayemi roared with laughter. Afolake's eyes widened in surprise before she was shaking with mirth too.
‘You are an idiot, Joseph. Let's go before he made you change your mind.' Olayemi was still laughing when they left the room but Joseph knew his mother would plan a come-back for him. He would be waiting. He grinned at his Grandma.
‘Gran, are you coming for Andrew's wedding? It's in two weeks time.' He asked casually.
‘I won't miss it for the world. He is such a good boy. That reminds me. You were telling me about fundraising for the acres of land you wanted to purchase for your farming. Can I still come in somewhere?' Afolake gave him her complete attention.
‘Well, I won't mind if you can invest personally in it. I will talk to my lawyer to get in touch with you and draw up a contract. You go through it and let me have your opinion.' He glanced at her.
‘That is fine. My husband would have been very proud of you, son.' She nodded her approval.
‘Opemi, I told you I want to invest too. Is it because I am not as rich as Grandma?' Titi asked angrily.
‘Damn it, Titi. Go and invest your money elsewhere. I can give you my broker's number. This is not a family business. It belongs to me and Andrew. Gran is an experienced businesswoman whose experience I need right now. You are not.' He glared at her.
‘So? I trust you. I want to do business with you. Is something wrong with that?' Titilola glared back.
‘Fine. Go and talk to our lawyer.' Joseph stood up and stalked out of the room.
‘I am talking to you. You had better answer me now before I do something you won't believe.' Titilola followed him with a stubborn jut of her lips.
Afolake grinned with amusement as she reached for her phone and dialed her lawyer's number.
‘I will let him know you checked on him when he gets back, Becky. I appreciate your time.' Naomi was saying as she walked the young woman to the door.
‘I am only doing my job. I am still not happy with the fact that he has resumed fully at work. He still has lots of healing to do.' She grumbled as she put on her flat sole shoes.
‘I know you are doing your job. Thank you all the same for the dedication.' Naomi tucked her tongue in her cheek.
The door opened as she reached for the doorknob. Joseph walked in with a fair beautiful woman. Her arm was around his waist and they were both laughing. Naomi watched as Rebecca's expression turned cold and unfriendly.
‘Good evening, Mr. Coker. I can see you are much better now.' She nodded to the lady politely before turning to Joseph.
‘Hmmm, yes I am. How are you, Becky?' He asked with a smile.
‘I am very well, thank you. I advised you to wait till next week before you resume fully at work but since it seems you are very much okay, my duty is fully done here.' Her gaze drifted over him coolly before she reached for the doorknob again.
‘Thank you. I will drop you off.' Joseph pushed his briefcase to Titilola and turned to follow her out of the sitting room.
‘Where are you going, darling? We just came in. The Doctor is already leaving anyway.' Titilola purred in a loud voice as she clung to Joseph's arms. Her beautiful pouty lips belied her laughing twinkling eyes.
‘Goodnight ma.' Becky marched out of the house without a second glance.
‘Good night dear.' Naomi choked back the laughter bubbling in her and answered with a straight face.
‘I will kill you, Titi. I swear.' Joseph glared at her before he dashed out after her.
‘Darling, please can I come along?' Titilola asked in a loud petulant voice which had Joseph hissing and swearing loudly.
The door closed with a resounding thud.
‘You are a bad child, Titi. What the hell are you doing that for?' Naomi chided her laughingly.
‘That is his Becky right?' Titi turned to confirm.
‘You know she is the one before you start your super acting skills.' Naomi glared at her. The young girl collapsed into a helpless giggle until she had no choice than to join her.
‘It is so obvious. She needs someone to make her come to her senses. She knew he is alright and keeps coming here under the pretense of caring for him. The green monster is written all over her face. I could almost hear her teeth grinding together.' Titilola collapsed into another peal of laughter.
‘You are quite right, naughty child that you are.' Naomi wiped at the tears coursing down her face.
‘How was your day, mama mi?' Titilola asked after a while.
‘It was busy. My orders came in today and I have a hell of a time clearing it from the port. This country is so messed up.' Naomi complained good-naturedly.
They were still gisting when Joseph barged in, frustrated and furious.
‘I lost her. She jumped into a taxi and ran away. I am sure she is not coming back here. The car key was with you. What the hell was that Broadway acts for?' He glared down at her.
‘What act are you talking about, Opemi? ‘Titilola batted her eyelids innocently.
‘You know what I am talking about. I can strangle you, Titi. I swear.' He hit his knuckled into his palm to keep from hitting her. She stopped laughing and gave him a steady look.
‘Do you really want her or you wanted what you used to have? You have not made any attempt to seek her out unless she comes here. If you truly want her, what is the like of Elizabeth and Barbara still doing in your life?' She asked quietly. Joseph stared at her in shock as he felt the anger draining out of him. ‘What makes you different from her husband, Opemi?' She held his gaze directly.
‘Good questions, Titi.' Naomi reached over and placed a kiss on her forehead, on both cheeks and her lips. ‘I love you, dear.' She smiled at the young girl.
‘I love you too, mama mi.' Tears filled Titilola's eyes but she was smiling.
‘I know her house address when you are ready to do the needful.' Naomi told him with a casual glance as she headed to the kitchen.
‘Get out of my sight, Titi.' Joseph hissed at her as he stormed to his room and slammed the door closed.
Titilola went to join Naomi in the kitchen.
‘How is work? Are you enjoying working in your father's company?' She asked quietly.
‘I don't think so. I think I prefer to assist with your store expansion. I feel lost in the Coker Empire. No matter what I do, they will always see as Daddy's spoilt little girl. My hard work will never be appreciated. Please let me come and work with you. I promise I won't be a pain in your butt.' She pleaded solemnly.
‘Titi, you know I have no issue with you working with me. In fact, I will appreciate it a lot. We will draw up something formal between us. In the meantime, discuss it with your father and your mother when next you visit her.' Naomi glanced at her.
‘Must I speak to my mother before you will allow me to work for you?' She asked skeptically. Naomi only raised an eyebrow at the question. ‘Okay, Mama mi. I will do so if you insist.' She answered her own question with a rueful smile.
‘How is your therapy session coming along?' Naomi asked after a moment.
‘It is okay. The guy is nice and knows his job, I think. I still find nothing attractive about the opposite sex though.' She shrugged her shoulder in indifference.
‘It is a gradual process. You will be okay.' Naomi drew her into her embrace and hugged her tightly.
‘Thank you.' Her voice was husky with tears.
‘Mummy, someone is at the door.' Michael was shouting at the top of his voice as he ran towards the door.
‘Peep through the keyhole to see who is at the door before opening the door.' Rebecca's voice ended in a groan of frustration as he had turned the key and yanked the door open.
‘Hello.' Joseph grinned at the little boy standing in the doorway, eyeing him with open curiosity.
‘Hi. Are you Aunty Lizzy's friend?' He asked curiously as he looked up at him.
‘Well, you can say that. I'm Joseph Coker. May I meet you?' He crouched down to his level.
‘My name is Michael. I'm 4 years old. How old are you?' He gave him a gaped teeth smile.
‘Michael, that is rude. You don't ask an adult how old is he or her. Good morning, young man.' Ruth gave him a polite smile as she approached them.
‘Good morning ma.' He rose to his full length and curtseyed to the elderly woman.
‘His name is Joseph Coker and he is Aunt Lizzy's friend.' Michael announced with a grin. Ruth looked closer with her fading eyesight and a slow smile spread on her face.
‘You look good, Joseph. How have you been?' Ruth clasped him in a maternal hug.
‘I'm fine. How are you ma'am?' He smiled at her.
‘Come in.' she drew him in and closed the door. ‘Rebecca, guess who is here?' She announced as she led them to the sitting room.
‘I know.' Rebecca's voice was cold and hostile as she came to stand on the edge of the room. ‘Good morning Mr. Coker. To whom do we owe the honor of this visit?' She flashed him a fake smile as she crossed her arms over her chest.
‘He is Aunt Lizzy's friend.' Michael announced again with a smile.
‘How did you reach that conclusion, dear?' Rebecca gave her son a curious look.
‘Well, he said so when I asked. Plus it is her friends that usually visit. You don't have any friend.' He stated with absolute confidence.
‘You are very smart, Michael. I like you.' Joseph nodded solemnly to him.
‘You have not answered my question, Mr. Coker.' She snapped angrily.
‘Can we take this somewhere private?' He snapped back as he felt his anger rising.
‘Michael, come with me. We need to go and tidy up my room.' Ruth held Michael's hand firmly as she left the room. The little boy looked from Joseph to Rebecca with a confused look.
‘Why are they fighting, Gran? I thought he is Aunt Lizzy's friend.' They could hear Michael asked with obvious confusion.
‘What do you know, sweet child? Adult business is a complicated one. You will know the meaning one day.' Ruth chuckled softly before closing the door.
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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by aprilwise(m): 6:57pm On Dec 01, 2017|
this suspense is killing. nice job
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by izzybobo49(m): 7:08pm On Dec 01, 2017|
thank God you are back_ i'm enjoying it.keep it rolling!'
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by lonesome501(m): 7:10pm On Dec 01, 2017|
u can do better dan diz,,arabinrin bolape!! i mean 2 updates once a month z kindda slowwy!! it won't be a crime asking 4 lyk 2 more updates 2nite
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ibunkun1(m): 7:58pm On Dec 01, 2017|
Geeeeeeeeeeeeeez,why Did You Have To Stop There.Chaaaiii,you Want To Kill Me With Suspense.Nice One Ma'am.But pls Can You Increase The Update? I Hope My Request Is Not Insensitive Ooo
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by YINKS89(m): 9:11pm On Dec 01, 2017|
Guy no God I take beg u plz update.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Bestie93(m): 11:44pm On Dec 01, 2017|
Nothing has been so captivating like this piece of artwork. Please I can't wait to read the next line of action...... Update I pray thee dear
More ink to your pen
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Bestie93(m): 11:44pm On Dec 01, 2017|
Nothing has been so captivating like this piece of artwork. Please I can't wait to read the next line of action...... Update I pray thee dear
More ink to your pen
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Nobody: 5:59pm On Dec 02, 2017|
have been checking for another update since the last one u drop yesterday. pls update me.can't keep my eye off the page
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ebigbola(f): 7:32pm On Dec 02, 2017|
WHAT!!! two updates one in a month? am not following again eeachhh as if I can plz all we are saying give us update nice work more mb
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Jane1234f(f): 11:39pm On Dec 03, 2017|
I love this, it's a WOW
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by jasmine2013(f): 6:42pm On Dec 04, 2017|
Keep it coming. Kudos!
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ebigbola(f): 11:34pm On Dec 07, 2017|
plz think less and take good care of ur son n urself
plz n plz do have Faith in the Lord. your tomorrow will be greater than today In Jesus Name Amen
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 1:22pm On Dec 09, 2017|
TWIST OF FATE: #23
‘Tell me exactly why you are angry, Becky.' Joseph stared at her with a puzzled look.
‘I'm not angry.' She denied hotly, rapidly flipping through her brain for a reason. Damn, what did I get myself into? She thought in embarrassment.
‘You could have fooled me. You swear at me before you jumped into that cab yesterday. You jumped into an unknown cab just because you wanted to get away from me. I apologized for not staying home as advised but I know my body. I am perfectly okay except for the occasional twitches I felt from the healing wound. I am still taking my medications, the ones you prescribed. So please tell me where I went wrong.' He gestured with his hands.
‘I'm glad you are fine. It is okay then.' She nodded with a polite smile, hoping he would leave.
‘So why are you angry? Titilola is my sister from my father's side.' He explained quietly.
‘Your love life is none of my business.' She flared instantly and bit her lips afterward.
‘Really? Are you sure?' He was smiling as he covered the distance between them but she stepped back uncertainly.
‘Certainly. I am a married woman. Your love life and relationship doesn't concern me.' She used her strongest weapon and it effectively stopped him in his track but not for long.
‘Well, a married woman has no business getting jealousy because she saw her patient with a beautiful woman she thought she was dating and leaving in a huff.' He retorted acidly, raising an eyebrow at her. She raised her chin in pride.
‘Well, you may be right but I am not jealous. If that is settled, you may leave now please. I have to prepare for work.' She pointed to the door.
‘When do you get off duty?' He asked casually.
‘Tomorrow morning at 7 am. Why are you asking?' She asked curiously.
‘Tomorrow is Sunday. I will pick you up at 7 am. By the way, your son is such a cute little one.' He grinned at her.
‘Thank you. That is not necessary. I may not be ready to leave by then. Don't bother yourself.' She tried to dissuade him but it was an exercise in futility because he didn't even answer her. He turned towards the door.
‘Where is your husband, Becky?' The question came out of the blues, throwing her off-guard.
‘I don't know. I think the last time I heard he was somewhere in the U.S.A.' She mumbled in a defeated voice. He realized she was feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
‘I will see you tomorrow morning. Extend my regards to your mum and Michael.' He smiled but he was seething inwardly. Bastard! I will find you and make you pay for all you have done to her, he promised himself. He walked out of her home and closed the door with a gentle click behind him.
Rebecca dropped on the closest seat as she released her breath slowly and realized her legs were shaking. Damn you, Joe, you are the only one that gets my emotions moving up and down like a yo-yo, she swore inwardly but she was smiling.
‘I'm worried about Kayode. He has locked himself in the room for the past few days and refused to come out.' Patricia turned worried gaze to Salmon. She had called him immediately they left the family meeting at the Coker's house and updated him. He sent a driver to pick them up the following morning and took them to the new rented duplex at Tanke. He had been a regular visitor since then but he didn't want to spend the night until his divorce was final with Ifeoma.
‘Kayode is a spoilt brat. I've tried to talk to him but he has been very rude and insolent. You did a bad job of raising him.' Salmon tried to soften his voice but his feelings came through, loud and clear. He had craved a male child all his life, albeit secretly. It was a rude shock to realize the one thing he wanted so much was a complete disappointment.
‘I know. I'm sorry about that but you need to give him time to adjust, considering the circumstances on the ground. He is still reeling from the shock of it all.' She protested weakly.
‘He is a man, Pat. Life happens all the time, we all need to deal with it the best way we can.' He paused. ‘What do you want to do about him?' He asked after a moment.
‘I've called Aliyah and begged her to come and talk to him if you don't mind.' She gave him a pleading sideways look. He shrugged with indifference.
‘I have no issue with that. So what do you plan to do with your life? Stay at home and continue to babysit your son?' He raised an eyebrow at her, half mocking.
‘It is not funny, Salmon. I will think of something. I've never worked all my life.' She picked at a thread in her dress.
‘Well, if you are contented with whatever I have to offer you and you won't start comparing me with the Almighty Coker, I will try my best to satisfy you.' He watched her bent head.
‘Don't be silly.' She sent him a reproving look beneath her eye-lashes.
‘It is the truth. To be forewarned is to be forearmed. It is refreshing to have a woman who is readily available at all time.' He teased as he bent over her. He captured her mouth as she opened it to give him a sharp retort and rubbed his hands all over her breasts through the cotton material of her gown. Her nipples stiffened instantly and she moaned into his mouth.
He pushed her gently unto her back as he deepened the kiss and wedged himself between her thighs.
‘Salmon, we are in the sitting room. Anyone could come in.' she panted out when she broke the kiss and tried to push him off.
‘I don't care. This is my house. Anyone coming in should knock if they don't want to witness what they are not supposed to.' He spared her a glance as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans along with his boxers. His arousal sprang free with its glistening head.
‘Ah…i think you should use protection or something?' She swallowed nervously as she tried to shift away but he was between her thighs and had raised her legs to his shoulders.
‘Can you get pregnant?' He asked absently as he tugged her pants to a side and slipped a finger in. An involuntary moan escaped her mouth as her hips jerked when he explored her moist depth gently. He smiled to himself as he watched her writhed and jerked with pleasure.
‘Oh, my' Her breath came faster. He held her legs apart and guided his manhood in, slowly. Her vagina walls tightened involuntarily around him and he groaned out loud as he increased the tempo until they both screamed with the climax.
‘Go away. I don't want to talk to anybody.' Kayode shouted coldly when the knocking on his bedroom door went on incessantly.
‘I need to talk to you, Kay. It is important.' Aliyah responded coldly as she stared at the doorway. How did I imagine myself being in love with this coward? She thought annoyingly.
‘What do you want? I thought you don't want to marry me.' His voice was muffled.
‘I still don't want to marry you. Thank God I rejected your offer because I can't imagine being married to a coward who stayed in his bedroom just because life hit him.' She stated in a cold hard voice. She was about to leave his bedroom doorway when the key turned in the lock and the door slide open.
‘What do you want apart from insulting me?' His eyes were bloodshot and his voice was husky.
‘You stink, Kay. I give you ten minutes to clean up and meet me in the sitting room. If not, you will see the last of me and your son. You don't even care about him anyway. The time has started counting.' She tapped her slim gold wristwatch before she turned and walked away on her heels.
He swore ripely as he banged the door closed.
‘What the hell is wrong with you, Kay? Why are you giving your mother hell?' She rounded on him immediately he appeared a few minutes later, clad in a clean rumbled t-shirt and blue jeans.
‘What do you mean? Is she not the one who got me into this mess in the first place? She turned me into a laughing stock among my friends simply because she couldn't keep her legs closed. She messed up my life. Damn it!' He glared at her.
‘You messed up your life. Your paternity doesn't determine what you become in life. She is not responsible for your womanizing, boozing or messing around when your mates were busy excelling in life. Thank God you still have a father that is still willing to get you a decent job. Go out there and you will know the labor market is not smiling. Idiot.' She picked up her bag with a hiss.
‘What do you know? Do you know what it feels to be called a bastard?' He complained bitterly.
‘You are even complaining as if you care about the father you have always known all your life. Is it not the money and the lifestyle he gave you that you care about? Is that not why you wanted to kill his biological son? I am highly disappointed in you.' She paused. ‘Yes, I know what it means to be a bastard. Mr. Salmon is not my biological father but it changes nothing about who I am.' She headed for the door.
His jaw dropped in shock and awe. He caught her at the door.
‘Are you serious? Does that mean we can still marry?' He asked anxiously.
‘No, I am in a relationship with another man. I am in love with a man who doesn't whine and complains the way you do. You better brush up your act if you want your son to be proud of the man his father is.' She brushed away his arm and walked away.
‘I'm sorry, son, for all the shame I have caused you.' Patricia was standing a few feet away when he turned around. He looked very bleak.
‘Okay. When next is he coming back?' He asked shortly, refusing to refer to Salmon as Dad.
‘He will be here this evening' She replied quietly.
‘I will see him when he comes.' He went to the kitchen and went to get something to eat.
‘God bless you, Aliyah.' Patricia prayed fervently.
The phone rang. Joseph stirred from sleep, burying his head deeper into the pillow. It rang continuously until his mind decided he wasn't dreaming. He reached out his hand and groped for it on the bedside table.
Why the hell didn't I switch this thing off before going to bed? He thought irritably as he tapped the phone and barked into it. He didn't open his eyes.
‘Who is this?'
‘I'm so sorry to wake you up, Joe. I need your help desperately.' It was Rebecca. He sat up abruptly in bed.
‘What is the problem?' His voice was husky with sleep.
‘My mum had a heart attack. Though she is stabilized now and the paramedics are on the way but I can't take Michael with me to the hospital. Can I drop him at your place on our way to the hospital? I will come and pick him in the morning.' Her voice wavered but she struggled to firm it.
‘I will be right over.' He tapped the phone and rolled out of bed.
Barely ten minutes later, he was driving into the big compound of the 3-story building at garage Offa where she was occupying a 3 bedroom apartment. The paramedics were already there and were loading the elderly woman into the hospital ambulance. Rebecca was already dressed in a black skirt and white shirt, partially covered by her lab coat. She rushed forward to meet him as he pulled to a stop.
‘Thank you. I appreciate you. I will get his stuff.' Her smile was wobbly at the edges, despite her brave appearance.
He pulled her into his arms for a full body hug and rubbed her back gently with firm strokes. Her arms tightened around his neck and she exhaled twice before her lips curved into a smile.
‘She will be fine. If there is any other way I can assist , don't hesitate to let me know.' He rubbed his forehead against her own and dropped a kiss on her nose before moving away.
‘You are doing it already. Thank you.' She felt better already.
‘I will get Michael.' He took the staircase two at a time and found his bedroom easily. The little boy was sitting up in bed, looking tousled and sleepy in his pajama tops and trousers.
‘Is grandma going to die?' His red lower lips jutted out as he looked up at him.
‘No, She is just a bit sick. She will be fine soon. Will you come with me to my house?' He crouched beside his bed with a smile.
‘Do you have a mummy? Can I call her grandma?' He asked curiously with a trembling smile.
‘Yes, you can. Let's get going so your mum can follow Grandma to the hospital.' He picked him up along with the bag beside the bed and was on his way out when Rebecca met them.
‘I will lock up and meet you shortly.' She marched action with words and joined them downstairs in a few seconds.
‘His school resume by 8 am. He takes cereals in the morning and I pack his lunch and snacks in the bag. Tomorrow is Friday and it is a half day. They closed at 1 am…' She trailed off with a smile when he turned laughing gaze at her.
‘Go away, Becky. We will be fine. I have a mother too, you know?' He teased as he opened the door and dropped the little boy in the passenger seat, adjusting it to a comfortable position.
‘Don't be naughty, Michael. Be good. Mummy loves you.' The ambulance's horn sounded impatient, interrupting her nervous tirade and she hurried away with a smile.
‘I like your car. I wish mummy can get a car too.' Michael mumbled at the tail end of a yawn.
‘She will have one very soon.' He smiled at him as he put the car into drive and drove out of the compound after the ambulance.
Michael was fast asleep by the time they get home.
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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 1:24pm On Dec 09, 2017|
Amen. Thank you. I appreciate.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by bossy512(f): 2:23pm On Dec 09, 2017|
Thanks for the update, more inspiration
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by irenosen22(f): 3:05pm On Dec 09, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Ibunkun1(m): 3:55pm On Dec 09, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by nastynic(m): 10:32pm On Dec 09, 2017|
wow! Thanks for the Update Maan.. You just Made My day....More grace to your Elbow...
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Qasaforlife(f): 12:25am On Dec 10, 2017|
wonderful story . kudos!!
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Kunzu(m): 6:08pm On Dec 10, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Jane1234f(f): 8:26pm On Dec 10, 2017|
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