Fall to Rise

Twelve

He stood by the door staring at me as I looked out of the window frame. It was a beautiful view.

The farm stretched out for very many acres of land down to the valley. I could see many people working on the farm especially the women.

It was probably the harvesting season.

"Its beautiful up here," he broke the silence moving closer to my bed.

"Like how you killed my life? Guess that was beautiful too, right," replying sarcastically and he stayed silent.

"I just came to bid you goodbye for a short while," he continued. Now he got my attention.

"Since your healing up, someone else is coming to help you out while am gone," he seemed troubled.

It pained me to hear that I won't be seeing him but I had no room for that now.

"Am going to focus more on my Masters Degree in the university because I have exams at hand," how extremely lucky he was to achieve this much at a young age.

"But I brought you something," he continued and I turned back to the window, looking outside.

I heard him place something like a book by the night stand. And the door clicked open and shut as soon as he stepped out.

The moment it shut, I ran and grabbed the book. It was beautiful and it had a yellow covering. So girlish.

I could avoid the smile that spread across my face.

Then I heard a knock on the door, I jumped back into the covers after hiding the book under my covers

"Hello Miss Gwandi," I heard a cheerful voice.

Looking up, was an old woman probably in her mid-fifties. I stared at her.

"I am Nomita your new nurse," she said. "We need to tend to your wounds so that by next week your back on your feet as the Master says. He doesn't like lazy women working around, it gives low productivity."

She really talks too much. I already like her.

How is she a nurse without any education.

"The new people here ask me why am a nurse instead of a farm girl," she seemed to analyze my puzzle.

"Am old relations with the late Miss Reinard way back in Ethiopia,"

Wow that's why she's so pretty at even that age. With search beautiful hair and eyes just as, wait is my stranger related to Reinard and to this lady.

Probably not.

Kaffo wasn't that descent enough to be called father. I brushed it off.

"She died when Caleb was born so I nursed him till he was able to stand on his own. She left the poor old Kaffo so miserable and lonely."

That's why his so brutal. The story can now tell.

That cold hearted prick. He didn't deserve any mercy from anyone not even this lady nurse.

She unzipped her bag and got out some syringes.

Still talking, "but deep down his a good man, I know that. His so good to my little daughter, I couldn't ask for more."

"How old is she?" Was all I asked. She stared at me like I'd gotten two heads. Because the entire time she was talking, I didn't pay any attention until she talked of her daughter.

"Oh Frayer, she's quite a stunner. Eighteen." I could imagine. The way she talked of the girl Frayer brought such a sweet sparkle to her eyes.

She adored her daughter.

"You can call me Ama short for Amandi Gwandi," I blurted out as she walked out of the room.

She stopped, turned behind and smiled.

"I like that. Ama."

Then off she went.