Africa Defines

Perfectly Imperfect “Why do this to me? Why lie to me that Princess is my daughter?” James asked with his eyes soaked in tears. He turned to Andrew, “Andrew, you were supposed to be my brother. All along you knew I can’t sire a child and you took advantage of it and went ahead to sire one with my girlfriend. How vindictive can you be to stab me on my back?”  Andrew sat in his chair, holding the tourniquet in his right hand. His eyes were glued at Jane who at this time had no where to look but on the ground.  There was so much on her mind. She thought of going down on her knees to plead for forgiveness but that deliberation was cancelled by another one that whispered to her to remain silent and watch the two exchange words. “You know what guys, just continue what you were doing.” Said James as he went out. “Wait James!? Jane shouted. She did not want him to go. “I love you James, God knows I love you. I did not want to tell you about Princess because I knew she ...

It was going to be a long day. James sat down, “doctor, tell me this is not happening, because that beautiful angel lying in that ward is my daughter and I love her so much.” He said as he looked the doctor straight to his eyes with anticipation that the doctor would tell him that he was trying to pull his legs. “James, I carried out the test three times but with the same results. I am sorry, Princess is not your biological daughter!” The doctor answered, “furthermore James, you are my best friend and I cannot deceive you.”  James stood up, took the picture frame that was on the doctor’s table and stared at the beautiful young girl that was smiling back at him. It was the doctor’s daughter, Mitchell. “She resembles Princess, her complete copyright.” James said as he returned the picture frame. The doctor felt quite uneasy with this statement.  “This is not happening to me Andrew.” Said James as he called the doctor by his name. James and the doctor were great friend...

Blood of My Blood It was around 1 am, fire was still blazing as Rose, Jane and Grace hopelessly watched. The two police officers endeavored to put it off but it was too wild. Soon, a series of sirens were heard from a distance. A fast moving fire brigade truck made its way into the police station. It was followed by two more huge fire fighting trucks. The fire men hurriedly came off and began to put off the fire which at this time had taken down three quarters of the building. John had already driven to Nairobi Hospital trying to salvage his boss’s life which was in the Holy Heavens at that moment. The two police officers walked towards the direction where the three ladies were standing.  Rose held Jane’s both hands and looked in her eyes. “I am sorry Jane. I know this is all because of me. We are all innocent but I will not allow you and your sister to endure any anguish out of my own superciliousness. I will plead guilty for the death of Brian when we appear in court!”...

The Long Night “You caused this Jane. You could have waited till morning for us to confirm the state of James!” said Grace as she tried to ramble with the police officers refraining from being handcuffed. “James was involved in an accident with my daughter, your niece. The girl that is always fond of you and you of her. That should ring in your head Grace!” cried out Jane as she held Grace’s shoulders.  Grace looked at Jane with a queer smile, held her hands and comforted her. “I know sister, we shall go through this together and soon, this cuffs will be off our hands.” The three ladies were helped to get into the land cruiser by the officers who at that moment were trying to communicate with their senior to cover them in case Mr. Alfred reached out to them.  Brian’s body was charily carried and laid on the right seat. Rose moved from where she was sitting and sat near Brian. She was in extreme pain. She had lost everything. Her brother James, her boyfriend Brian wh...

“Please wake up Brian. Wake up.” Shouted Rose. “ Don’t do this to me, look, your unborn child is here and she will be proud of you. Please open your eyes babe.” She continued to plead. She felt like the Pandora box had been unbolted on her and every element in it decanted down to her. Demons from hell sent by Lucifer had visited her with a series of heartbreaks. She felt the devil’s presence, she smelled his filthy stench.  “Why?” she shouted. Lucifer had triumphed. He had succeeded in taking away her brother James and now the man she loved and the father to her unborn baby. The night was glacially wintry but her body was radiating with extreme heat that covid-19 would render her as an enemy of progress on its mission. Her hands were wobbling and vacillating as strength banished out of her feeble legs.  It was the most confusing moment for Jane. She did not know whether to mourn for James or Brian. Both men meant alot to her. A few hours earlier, she had been mourn...