Nichoatra, The Love He Could Not Keep (Chapter 5 - Nicky (The Scoop on Roderick's Wife), page 1 of 3)

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A few weeks after I got the tires for my car, my farm project began to look up-thanks to Roderick. It turns out that he was a first cousin of the senator for Margibi County-Mrs. Jennairi's boss. Roderick told the senator about the problems I was having trying to purchase land in her jurisdiction. The senator phoned the commissioner, and within a few days, Mrs. Jennairi called to tell me that I should send my brother to her office to pick up the deed.

The land problem was now out of the way, but there were other things causing stress in my life. I felt as though I was getting in over my head with the fashion show. I was planning it on my own with no financial help from any other person. It was a one-woman show, and my work and school add to the stress, for they also require my time. I needed a break from it all. I had done fashion shows and other theatrical productions in the past. Although equally stressful and time consuming, the stress was bearable, because I always had help with the planning as well as partners.

My interest of fashion began as a child. I thought myself to sew after seeing both my grandmother and stepmother make beautiful outfits for a living. They were both professional seamstress. I wanted to be a fashion designer when I grew up. Although I have not yet realize the dream, I continued to do shows and make clothes for myself and others.

I poured myself a glass of red wine, sat down at my dining room table, and called my girlfriend Grace for a chat one Friday evening after work. We had not spoken since she arranged for Roderick to meet me at the bank.

"Hey, girl. How was work today?" I asked, letting my gaze fall on the framed print hanging on the wall in the living room. It was a portrait of an African-American couple.

"Oh, work is work. Same old thing," Grace replied. "How are you?"

"I'm doing well," I said.

"Hey, by the way-how's your new guy?"

"Oh yeah, him-he's all right," I said. "But Grace, why didn't you tell me he's married?"

'I didn't think it mattered."

"What do you mean, you didn't think it mattered? You know I don't go for that kind of stuff. I want a man of my own," I said, glancing once again at the couple on the wall. "Do you know his wife?"

"I've met her a few times," Grace said. "Trust me, she's no threat to you, Nicky. You are five times more beautiful than she is. What made you ask about her?"

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