" Baby, you have got to be joking.. Right"
Gwenevia was completely flabbergasted when her husband actually had the nerve to show off his new found ' weapon of choice. '
Benjamin, her husband, couldn't be any more serious. He stood there, arms stretched out in front of his wife holding nothing more but four perfectly jagged white canes in both hands. Well, it was clear that they were not made by any professional or anything of the sort.
All four canes were roughly a meter long and quite dry, the fibres were easily peeling off.
Gwen took them into her own hands and let out a burst of laughter.
" Where did you even get these??! Like honestly! " Gwen lifted her face up to her husband and just simply grinned from ear to ear choking on laughter.
" What's so funny?! Why are you laughing? "
" Well because which human beings are you going to hit using these things, " she raised on eyebrows and rolled her eyes, " who? Your children?? "
She gave it a pause, daring him to say yes. He turned and looked at her point blank in the eyes, suddenly he just grinned and nodded. Gwen was quite taken aback, it dawned on her that her husband was actually serious.
" Where did you even get these? "" Well, " Ben replied, " I got these babies on my trip from Kenya, you know the conference i had there just two days back. " Gwen could only give a slight nod, " Yeah, so we were touring the area the day before our flight back and I saw a man carrying a huge bundle of these over his shoulder and I could not help it, I had to buy. "
" You do know that these canes are meant for cattle, right? " Gwen asked with an obvious question mark literally on her forehead. " Are you mad? You can't use these things on children. "
" Of course not , " Ben grinned, " not in their current state. First, I'm gonna cut like a third of the length off, then I'm gonna smooth them out and soak them in water for a bout a week. Then I'm gonna hand dry them and coat them with a thin layer of oil and let them dry out...."
" Anha.."
" For only like a day, and I'll do this for about a week and I'll be done. "Gwen could not help but look at this man with pure amazement, he was taking this whole discipline thing to a whole new level. You see, Gwen wasn't African American like Ben, she was African African all through. So yes, for the time where he had to get to know her parents, they lived at her home area in Africa where he saw some African style punishments and they stuck, like flies in honey, and that was even before they had kids.
Ben has always been a gentle soul, but strict with discipline. There are just some things that he did not like and that was it, full stop. So finding effective punishments for his kids meant a lot to him, he just wanted to this one thing right, and give his kids a future, not like his brother, not prison. Growing up, Benjamin and his older brother were literally raised by a single mum, and that was even before there dad died.
Despite where the story seems to be going, Benjamin came from a filthy rich family. His dad was the CEO of his own Company not to mention, the Director to the Board of Trustees of the Maines Group. He was a strict man, grooming his sons to take over the family business, but after his health deteriorated, his brother discipline with it.INTRODUCTION TO THE CREW.
Shaun Miles Kingston. - The eldest son aged 22.
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Kingston Brothers; Quarantine
General FictionSome people just can not seem to avoid trouble, and that okay when it was easy to avoid the punishment. But now everyone's home, mum and dad are home all day everyday. This quarantine is gonna turn this household upside down, is it for the better? C...