Writer -EWOMA
Presenter -BBREIGNS
Episode 18
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“Sit.” Jeremy beckoned to Purity, pointing at the
couch.
He took her there and she sat down. “Relax. I’ll
go get my dad.”
She mumbled some words and he went out.
Purity relaxed on the couch and studied the living
room. The walls were painted white, very tidy. On
the wall were portraits, large ones. The first was a
depiction of a couple on their wedding day. She
could tell that was Mr. Broderick and his late wife.
They looked so happy together. Her striking hazel
eyes reminded her of Jeremy, that’s where he got
his from. The next, late Emily Broderick dressed
in a designer gown, ears, neck and wrist
decorated with gold. Chin held high and a sweet
smile. She must have been a fashionista. And
she’s so pretty. Too bad she’s gone. Good she
can’t be forgotten. The last pictured Edwin
Broderick, Jeremy Broderick and Emily Broderick.
A happy one. A happy family. Jeremy must have
been close to his parents especially his mama.
She’d gone now and he’d do what he never
dreamt of just to make his papa happy. Could she
really do that? She wasn’t all that close to her
parents. She never was. Jeremy was and is happy.
She could try that too. She’d let him teach her.
She wouldn’t wait anymore till they were sick and
at the brink on death. No. Her eyes never left the
portrait.
“Beautiful, isn’t she?”
Edwin Broderick’s voice brought her back from her
day dream. She stood up at once and tilted to the
direction the voice came from. “Um..yes sir. She’s
very pretty.”
He moved closer. “Oh, no. Don’t get up. Sit down.”
She remained standing. “Uh, sir? You’re in your
pyjamas already. I came at the wrong time. I’m
sorry.” True, she acted like a heartless b---h at
times, she knew when to behave.
Edwin gave a soft laugh. He got to where she stood
and pulled her to the couch, he sat too. “Don’t
worry. I wasn’t really in bed. I really wanted to
see you. How are you?”
She shook her head. “No, how are you? Heard
you’re sick. How are you feeling now?”
Jeremy cleared his throat loudly. “I’ll go change,
then join you guys.” He bowed and smiled at his
father. Purity had forgotten Jeremy was beside
his dad while they had been talking. Edwin caught
her attention. She watched him bow, taking
permission from his dad. So respectful. He turned
to her, grinned and winked at her. Her heart
lurched with excitement. She returned his grin
with a mock salute. Then, he disappeared.
“He’s really a nice guy.”
“He’s your son. That’s why you think he’s nice.”
Edwin wasn’t surprised. Only Purity could dare
make a statement like that about Jeremy. He
admired her courage and boldness. Others may
call it rude but it wasn’t to him.
“You’re the first female actually to degrade my
some to my face. You even say I know it but
concealing it because he’s my son.”
“No. I didn’t really mean-”
“Don’t worry, dear. You can say the truth always.”
Purity kept quiet. She nodded in response to
Edwin’s remark.
He tapped her. “What’s going on in your mind?”
She stared at him with sadness. “How did it feel
to lose her?”
He shrugged, then rubbed his forehead. “It was so
painful. A lethal blow. I hadn’t believed she was
dead. It took a week for me to accept the fact
that she was gone and never coming back. I
mourned her for a year. She was the source of my
happiness. I never thought she’d go so soon. She
had fought and fought. I had always wanted to
take away her pains but I couldn’t. She’s now
resting, relieved from the sufferings she went
through.”
“I’m so sorry to hear that. I haven’t thought
about it that way. How did you cope and Jeremy?”
“Jeremy surprised me greatly. He was so close to
his mother and I felt it’d be hard for him. But he
acted more matured than I ever was. He was
there for me. We supported each other and got
over it together, though he healed before me. He’s
really strong.”
“And he still misses her. I saw the pain in his eyes
when I asked about her, didn’t know she’s dead.”
He brightened up. “And he needs you. Needs you
in his life.”
Purity waved her hand. “I don’t think so. What
could I actually do for him?”
“With time you’d know. Wanna hear her last wish?”
“Sure.”
“That you marry Jeremy.”
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