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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.”

My Heart’s Song – 8



SHILOH was listless even as she leafed through the pages of Before Amen. It felt like she bore a colossus weight right at the centre of her heart and that her mind was drained and sapped of every mental strength.

She liked him.

Kind of.

Well, not kind of. She really did like him. He was a little bit on the conservative side and a trifle too earnest for her usual taste, but she liked his unassuming good looks. Physical looks were always important to her. Not too remarkable, you started to feel competitive or too insignificant, you started to consider the word “ugly” as a possible descriptive adjective.

She liked a manageable balance. And Jeth possessed that manageable balance. He was also persistent to the point that you admired him even when you were exasperated. Then he had a great sense of humour, had a love for good food, good music and good movies and then he was thoughtful and kindly in his ways. But best of all—he had and plainly showed his respect for her mind and her choices.

She hadn’t given him an answer and he hadn’t pressured her.

It had been obvious that he’d had his hopes dashed; which can be hurtful for anyone. But he had only smiled, asked her to take her time and think about his request and then shifted the conversation to other things for the rest of their evening out.

It’s been a week now and though they continued to talk regularly and they’d even gone out for an early dinner after Thursday’s evening service, he hadn’t broached the subject or put her under any pressure.

My Heart’s Song – 7




JETH sidled through the throng of exiting worshippers and paced his steps when he came side by side of her. “Bless you, Sister.”

Shiloh angled her head. Then rolled her eyes at him. “Did you at least pay attention to the Man of God during service?”

“I did and was wholesomely blessed by his teaching.” Jeth grinned. “I really did, no fibbing. There were a few distracting moments when my mind wanted to wonder if you were also in church. But I took charge and made it listen to the Word.” He paused, enjoying the way her light painted mouth twitched in amusement. “Knowing that the Word would give wisdom to my mind, courage to my heart and swiftness to my feet.” H gently nudged her through the open entranceway. “And that he who is the Word himself would give me the right word to whisper into your ears.”

“But you are not whispering.” He wasn’t but his deep voice and his nearness were making her feel some faint tingles.

“The whispering is for the right time and the right place.” Jeth stopped with her beside the fruit drinks seller. “May I do the honours?” He asked, fishing in his pocket for his wallet.

“No.” Shiloh objected and paid for the drinks. Then she passed him one.

My Heart’s Song – 6




He was excited and Jeth couldn’t help it. She was at last giving him a chance to come into her life. She didn’t have to say anything yet for him to know that if she’d accepted to go out with him, she was invariably accepting to let him into her life. And if she was accepting him into her life, she would someday let him into her heart.

He hoped so—and much sooner than later.

He pulled up beside the wrought iron fence and switched off the engine of his car. He felt nervous. It surprised Jeth that he was. He wasn’t usually the nervous type. And it wasn’t excitement breeding the nervousness. He was just nervous; nervous that he might disappoint her. Nervous that this evening might not meet her expectations of a first date. Many people, women especially, put a lot of score on how a relationship would turn out from their judgement of the first date.

Maybe he shouldn’t have picked seeing a movie for their first date. It was so clichéd and predictable, wasn’t it? Maybe dinner at some classy restaurant would have been better. That too was clichéd, but at least it sounded more mature and original.

Too late. He’d made the invitation and she’d accepted—which was the most important factor. Jeth forced himself to relax, stepped down from the car and aimed towards the black painted pedestrian gate.

He knocked on the bronze wood door a neighbour had pointed out.

She opened after about a minute and her easy friendly smile drove away whatever lingering nervousness he still held inside.

“Hello. You’re right on time. Punctuality is always an attractive trait.” Shiloh stepped back from the door. “Want to come in a minute before we get going?”

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