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Dance With Me

It was her brother’s wedding and Chisimdi stared enviously at the couple who were gazing with undiluted adoration into each other’s eyes, oblivious of the jokes from the MC that had guests reeling in laughter.

She couldn’t help her envy, they looked so happy—so in love. Hilary who’d sworn as a teenager that he’d never marry had just exchanged vows with the girl he met barely six months ago. While she, who’d been dreaming of a fairy-tale wedding and happily-ever-after all of her life, sat at his reception single, no-man-in-her-life and helplessly envy-ridden.

Chisimdi felt like such a loser.

She was quite a pretty young woman, had a great job in a telecoms company, had her own car and her very own apartment in a plush side of the Mainland. She was a good Christian girl and she devotedly paid her tithe, month in, month out—no fail. Ladies like her shouldn’t be single and without a man of their own.

Of course, she wasn’t without admirers. There were hordes of men dying for her attention. Well, not hordes, she admitted grudgingly, sipping her wine, but there were men who wanted her. Who were attracted to her and who would anything to have her give them the time of day.

My Heart’s Song – 14




HIS heart hung like a heavy lead against his chest even as he knocked on the door. Then it sank when it was Shiloh’s mother who opened the door.

“Good evening, ma’am.” Jeth worked up the courage to meet her gaze.

Joy pinned her coolest stare on the young man. He looked utterly distressed and heartbreakingly forlorn. “Evening. May I help you?”

“I don’t know if you’d be willing to, ma’am.” By hurting her daughter, he’d hurt her too. Jeth realised that. “I’ve badly botched things with Shiloh. I’ve hurt her so bad, in the worst possible way. She trusted me with everything but I messed up. I blanked, couldn’t think and didn’t know how to handle things. But I should have remembered that this was the woman I loved. The woman I love with all my heart. It shouldn’t have, and doesn’t, matter where she’d been. What matters is where we are going—together.”

A warm balm smothered over the heart she was struggling to harden. “Do you think my daughter is not good enough for you, Jethro?”

My Heart’s Song – 13




JETH stared at the row of chocolate bars and candies. If she were here with him inside the store, she’d be grabbing on every kind of candy on the shelf, piling on Snickers and Kit-Kat bars because those were hers and her mother’s favourites. She was sweet-toothed to a fault and always teased herself that she was lucky to be so petite framed.

Gosh, he missed her so much.

He wasn’t even sure anymore what was keeping him away from being with her. He wasn’t even judging her—not anymore, if he ever unconsciously did so. He missed her, loved her, wanted to be with her—and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to dial her number or go over to her house to see her.

She’d stopped calling. In the last one week and some, she hadn’t called. Not once. She probably had seen through his repeated meaningless, lying excuses and wasn’t having none of them anymore.

She was hurt. Jeth knew that. He didn’t have to hear it in her voice or see the pain etched on her face to know it. He’d hurt her. His withdrawal was hurting her. His silence was hurting her. He was hurting her and Jeth hated that he was doing so. Yet he felt somehow helpless on how to stop himself from continuing doing so.

He should call her.

But what would he say to her?

What did he want to say to her?

“You mean he broke up with you, just like that?”

The astonished somewhat breathy voice broke into Jeth’s distressed thoughts and he found himself tuning his ears in the direction of the conversation.

“He didn’t broke up with me.” The other voice, feminine as well but a little huskier than the other, said with a touch of snootiness. “I broke up with his pompous self-righteous ass. Imagine him thinking he was too good for me, like what the heck?”

My Heart’s Song – 12




SHILOH whooshed out a long deep breath through her mouth and set down the bible. There was no need pretending that she was reading the words on Romans 15 when she wasn’t. She pushed off the bed, stretched and cast a furtive glance at her phone.

He hasn’t called her all day.

He hadn’t called her all of last week and the last two days. They’ve talked and only because she’d made the calls. They hadn’t seen each other or spent time together. His busy schedule wasn’t permitting it.

He was avoiding her. There was no pretending that obvious fact. Or pretending the fact that the entire situation annoyed, hurt and scared her.

Shiloh exhaled again and ran her fingers through her weave. He was avoiding talking to her and spending time with her. He’d even skipped Thursday’s service just so they wouldn’t see in church. Of course, his excuse had been an unexpected late coming client. But she’d known better. She’d heard the lie behind the stuttering excuse. He was avoiding her—and simply because he didn’t want to be with her anymore.

The prick behind her eyes made her blink and the heavy ball in her throat made her swallow hard. She wanted to cry… well, she’d cried in soft sobs and with her face buried in her pillow last night and the night before. She hated that she’d let it all get to her but she hadn’t been able to stop it from doing so.

She missed him.

She loved him.

She wanted him back in her life—loving her, pursuing her with relentless passion and treating her like the most precious and rarest gem.

My Heart’s Song – 11




WHEN he thought of marriage, and the truth was that he’d never much thought about it—until now. But when he, in those few moments, thought of marriage he’d always thought he’d have a perfect sense of readiness and a perfect feeling of love towards it and her.

He was right, Jeth thought, watching with all the love his heart could well up as Shiloh stretched her small length across his sofa, crossing her small feet at the ankles. On that day when he’d first heard her singing in church he hadn’t thought himself ready for marriage and he hadn’t thought himself ready for love. But he’d been ready and God, the perfect Creator and the One who best orchestrates all things, had known he was ready and had nudged him in the right direction.

He was in love. He was so in love with her. He loved her more every breaking day. And he hungered even more to spend the rest of his life with her.

“I’m thinking I need a bigger place.” He said.

“Why?” Shiloh angled her neck to cast him a glance. “You live here alone and it’s already more than big enough for one person.”

“It’s just two bedrooms.” Jeth lightly tugged up his shoulders.

“And two bedrooms are not enough for one man?”

My Heart’s Song – 10


CHAPTER TEN                                                                                      


SHE was nervous.

“I don’t know why you are fretting. You’re meeting his family not facing the firing squad.” Joy fastened the invisible zip and took a step back.

Shiloh tugged at the V-neckline of the Polka dot pencil dress. “That’s not exactly why I’m nervous, though meeting a man’s family almost feels like facing the firing squad.”

“It’s your past, Shiloh. There’s nothing to fret about that too.” Joy lowered on to the bed and studied her as she studied her image in the mirror. “It’s no longer who you are. Realise that and let it go.”

“I have. I thought I have.” Shiloh amended, sighing as she turned. “Then I came to know him and the kind of man he is and now I feel like he won’t get who I was.”

“Was being the operative word.” Joy said and patted a hand on the bed. When she sat down beside her, she took her left hand. “Why are you letting this make you doubt who you are and what you deserve?”

“Because what I was afraid of has happened, mum. I have fallen in love with him and I am so afraid what I once was might be a source of pain for both of us.” Shiloh tightened her grip on her mother’s hand. “This past one month since he said he wanted to share his life with me has been a whirlwind. Sometimes, I feel like I can’t catch my breath. He’s just the most amazing person, so real. He says everything, no hold barred. I feel like I know all there is to know about him, yet I have this dark past I am hiding from him.”

“Sometimes the past is best left in the past.”

My Heart’s Song – 9



So when are we going to meet her?”

Jeth swept up his head at his brother’s question. “We just started dating.”

“Which is why I’m finally broaching the subject of us meeting her despite our impatience to do so all these while.” Ethan returned equably. “She’s now your girl and we’d like to draw her into the family circle and make her feel a part of us.”

“I’d rather give it sometime. Shiloh is big on taking things one step at a time and she still teases me that I hotfooted her into this relationship.” Jeth picked the jar of pepper and sprayed a dash over the chicken curry sauce. “I don’t want her feeling like this is some kind of pressure-mounting move bringing her to meet the family.”

“That is the one thing I already love about her: her name Shiloh.” Gloria said with an appreciative smile. “It’s such a lovely name and not so popularly used. Anyway, I do agree with Jeth on this. Let’s give them time to be with each other without the seeming interference of family and friends; and when they are most comfortable, she can be brought over to meet us all. We’re not going anywhere after all.”

“Sometimes, meeting a man’s family helps a woman become more comfortable in her relationship with the man.” Ethan argued because he was impatient to meet the woman his little brother was dating. He didn’t want to scrutinise her per se. He just wanted to know her. “I just want her to know that we are in support of their relationship. Marriage, after all here in Africa, is about families and not just the couple.”

“We are not talking marriage yet, so simmer down, bros.”

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