Chapter 15

When Nancy was on her way back home, she transferred all the money she had on her Mpesa to her Equity bank account and switched off her phones since she knew the man who had sent her money expecting her that day was going to call.

She got the school bus with her daughter just arriving and picked her daughter.

“Hey, wait for me, stop running you will fall down!” Nancy told Lydia as she was running towards the staircase.

“Mum, you are walking slowly.” The little girl said.

Nancy laughed and told her, “So, you think you can outrun me? It is just that I do not want to run, now, be slow and be careful not to fall down.”

However, Lydia continued going too fast onto the staircase until she got on their floor where she ran all the way to their door. She waited there panting as her mother approached feeling out of breath.

“Our teacher told us to be running to exercise in order to be healthy.” Lydia told Nancy.

“But not just anywhere, you should run in the field. Out here, you might bump into something and get hurt. Now, come on, let us go inside.” Nancy told her daughter.

“Hey, not too fast…” Nancy heard from behind. It was Daisy talking. She was carrying some items.

“Where are you coming from?” Nancy asked Daisy.

“Don’t ask me, just tell me if you are free to join me in my house for supper.” Daisy told Nancy.

“Who am I to decline?” Nancy said.

“Fine, get ready, I am cooking Chapati and meat stew. I feel lonely in there and I need some company.” Daisy told Nancy and passed them.

Nancy and her daughter showered, put on some other clothes and joined Daisy for supper. She had cooked for all of them.

“You know, sometimes you feel lonely in all this big house all alone.” Daisy told them.

“I told you to bring your child son to live with you but you never listened to me, now see, here you are feeling alone.” Nancy told Daisy.

Daisy laughed and said, “He will hinder me from doing a lot.”

“Doesn’t your mother complain that you left her with your son?” Nancy asked.

“No, she does not.” Daisy said.

Daisy served everyone as they settled to eat together.

“Daisy, this is not right. Imagine your mother brought you up, now here you are making her bring up your child. At least give her time to rest.” Nancy told Daisy.

“Even my elder sister left 2 children there.” Daisy said.

“Gosh! You people are not being fair, let your mother enjoy her old days without chasing after children here and there.” Nancy said.

“She loves being with them.” Daisy said.

“She may not tell you but maybe she feels burdened.” Nancy said.

“I do not want to always have to look for someone to stay with my child whenever I want to go out.” Daisy said.

“But you can employ someone. In fact, that is what I am planning to do, instead of burdening you with my child whenever I want to go out to work, I will look for a nice girl who I can be leaving her with, when I go overnight, I just leave them to sleep here until morning.” Nancy said.

“Oh! really? But I have not said I cannot stay with your child.” Daisy said.

“What if you are not here?” Nancy asked.

“By the way I called you and your phone was off.” Daisy said.

“I ate someone’s money and I know he has been looking for me. I promised him I will go to his place overnight. But you know me…” Nancy said.

Both ladies laughed.

“Make sure some of these men will never catch up with you, otherwise you shall have it rough.” Daisy told Nancy.

“Nothing will happen, where will they meet me?” Nancy asked.

“People do meet in the most unusual places.” Daisy said.

“Ok, let me enjoy your chapatis, the day I shall meet them, I shall know what to do.” Nancy said.

They all enjoyed the supper together, went on to watch a movie until Lydia dozed off and slept on her mother’s arms.

At around midnight, Nancy and her daughter went to their house to sleep.

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The g day, Nancy who had gone to Mombasa town to buy some items there, as she was walking along the streets of Mombasa, behind the post office she heard someone call out her name.

Nancy ignored knowing there was no one who knew her. But the man who called her out literally ran and blocked her way.

“I am calling you, aren’t you Nancy?” the man insisted.

Nancy suddenly remembered where she last saw the face. It was on Facebook. However, remembering that she once ate his money, she pretended not to know him.

“I am not Nancy.” Nancy said.

“Stop lying to me, you know you are a habitual lair online. Here I am.” The man said menacingly.

“Ok, not that I don’t know someone called Nancy, I know, but I am not Nancy, Nancy is my twin sister and she lives in Majengo, a few Kilometers from here. So, if you want to meet her, go to the bus stop, take a matatu, tell them to drop you at Majengo and meet your Nancy there! Excuse me!” Nancy said and pushed the man away.

“My God! So, you are not Nancy?” the man asked.

“Can you go away from me before I call the police to say you are harassing me!” Nancy said pointing at the man.

The man did not have a choice than to walk away as other onlookers looked at him.

However, some men who were watching at them began telling Nancy, “Eh! I also would willingly stop you on the streets, that nice ass can make even the president stop his motorcade to just look at you.”

Nancy however ignored all of them and kept walking. She was carrying her bag which had some items she had bought. She walked all the way to blue room where she sat and ordered some food for herself.

As she was eating, a man joined her at the table and shyly asked, “May I join you please?”

“Yes, you can.” Nancy told her.

“I am Patrick, and you?” the man introduced himself.

With a charming smile, she replied and said, “I am Nancy.”

“I am from Nairobi, but currently in Mombasa for a few days for work.” Patrick said.

“Nice, I live in Bamburi where I also work in a salon.” Nancy lied.

“I would have thought you are a movie star.” Patrick said.

“Why?” Nancy asked feeling flattered.

“Your beauty. I watched you as you walked in here and could not help but come here to introduce myself.” Patrick said.

“Ok, thank you.” Nancy said as she finished eating her food.

Patrick motioned the waiter to come and combine their bills.

“I will pay.” Patrick told Nancy.

“Thank you, but I want to go.” Nancy said.

“Please, give me you number if you don’t mind.” Patrick told Nancy.

Nancy, who had crammed a number she saw on an electric post with a title “Mganga kutoka Tanzania” read out the number to Patrick, who also quickly saved it.

“I will give you a call today evening if you don’t mind.” Patrick said.

“I don’t mind, I will be expecting your call.” Nancy told Patrick as she stood to go.

“Ok, have a nice day.” Patrick wished Nancy.

“Nice day too, Patrick and thank you for paying for my lunch, I really appreciate.” Nancy told Patrick while giving him a light hug. Patrick felt her breasts touch his chest and felt so nice such that he even closed his eyes. He let his hand rest on her ass as he gave her a hug.

“Take care.” Patrick told Nancy as she walked away swinging her voluptuous ass.