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He puts the lights on, the sitting room was neat, beautiful, spacious and the furniture looked awesome.
"Feel at home please" as he spanked me softly.
I stood still admired the house, with it various decorations. I noted that he seemed he had a thing for the art and wild animals
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Oct 18
Derick told me he will be back and reappeared from kitchen with two glasses poured some whiskey in the glasses. I took one glass and told him to allow me admire the art done by
which looked fantastic.
Derick entered another of his room. I moved closer to pencil art
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of a beautiful woman. My mind told me 'Yes here she is, she must be the woman of the house'
My eyes saddened, my heart felt heavy, beside the drawing there was a small photograph of Derick. I tried to persuade my mind to think away from the drawing but it only made me move
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closer to it, closer and closer, and as i reached my hand to lift it Derick hugged me from behind and said under my neck, "Meet my mother, the woman who raised me to who i am today! she is Mama Derick.
I felt a tinge of relief, i breathed hard turned around, held him tightly
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as i lacked words to say.
I sipped again and smiled at him, he had put some rock soft music i felt like dancing but on the other end of the house i saw another smaller framed photo. My eyes got curious, i drew close, close as i asked "Derick who is this?"
Derick did not answer
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He told me "Melisa, get comfortable get into the room and put on this tshirt and shorts.
By this time my hands were on that photo, i put down the glass of whiskey.
"No, Derick tell me who is this?" I for the first time sat down, removed my phone and straight to the art gallery
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i started scrolling down as Derick told me, "That is my father or so my mother tells me."
I asked again, "What are you saying?" as i continued scrolling.
"He is my father." Derick said as he sat beside holding my shoulder, i scrolled to the same photo on my phone and told him
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"Derick, this is my DADDY Mr Gabriel William." a tear dropped from my eye as Derick held his head in his arms.
"You mean your father is my father?" He asked as he moved further from me. ^GI
To be continued..
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