Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 8

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Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 8

She pointed at her daughter, “You have
shamed your father and I, when did you
become a Delilah?” She got to her feet, “Don’t
you think at all? ” She approached her, Sheila
backed away, “What is wrong with you?
Sometimes I wonder if I actually gave birth to
you… ”
“Eureka!” He got up.

“Sometimes I wonder if the nurses switched
you… and… ”
John stepped in between his wife and daughter.

Sheila ran out of the kitchen and headed
straight to her room. She locked the door and
sat on the tiled floor. Nothing was going to
make her sit in the same room with her mother
this morning. That woman would tear her apart.

Although her parents had never raised a hand
against her, her mother was close to doing just
that. If her father had not stepped in when he
did, she was sure her mother would have
strangled her or worse.

What did she do wrong? She did not deserve
this. Did she? If this was the consequences of
teaching the witch a lesson, so be it.
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Martha opened her eyes. The stinging feeling
that attack made her close them again.
Something had woken her. What was it?

Probably she was dreaming. She turned on her
side. Her red eyes found the table clock. It was
6:00 p.m. The door bell rang. She groaned. It
was the door bell that woke her. Who was at
the door? She had taken time off work so that
she could get herself back together. She did
not want to be disturbed. The door bell rang
again. She pulled the duvel over her head.
Whoever was at the door should go away!

The bell kept ringing. “Arrrrrgh!”

Martha got out of bed. The person at the door
better have a good reason for cutting her sleep
short or else, heads will roll. She marched out of
the room, clad in a baggy jean and big white
tee shirt.
“Will you quit pressing the bell?”
The bell stopped ringing immediately. Her shrill
must have gotten across to the person at the
door. Good. She unlocked the door and swung
it open. She came face to face with Daniel.
“Hi… ” He had been standing at her door step
for the past thirty minutes.
Her frown deepened. She wouldn’t have opened
the door if she had known that he was the one
ringing the bell. She wasn’t ready to see or
speak with him. Why didn’t she check the door-
hole before opening the door?
“Martha… Darling… ”
She hissed and tried to close the door, but he
held it back.

“Please love, please listen… Please… ”
She eyed him from hair to shoes and stepped
back. He sighed in relief and walked in. She
shut the door and led him into the sitting room.

“You have five minutes.”
“Thank you for seeing me.”
“Four minutes more,” She sat on a brown
leather chair facing him.
He cleared his throat. Where was he going to
start from? He loved her so much. At forty-five,
he had met several women, and none had
made him feel like a King. Martha was the
woman he wants to spend the rest of his life
with.

“The clock is ticking.”
He met her expressionless gaze.

“I love you Martha… I want to spend the rest of
my life with you.”
She looked away. She still loved him too.

“Sheila kissed me… I don’t know what got into
her… She kissed me and… and… I don’t know
how her underwear got into my pocket…

Nothing happened.”

She met his pleading gaze. “I love you too
Daniel… But I don’t know if I will ever be able to
get past this kissing thing between you and
Sheila… ” She ran a hand through her weave.

“We just kissed… She tried to s£duce me… But
I stopped her… Nothing else happened… ”
“That is not the point!” Her voice rose.
“Martha… All she wanted to do was hurt you…
She wanted to hurt us…”
“And she succeeded,” She got to her feet.
“Martha… ”
She crossed her hands. “I can’t marry you… ”
“Sugar Plum… You know me… I don’t go
around kissing everything in skirts.”
“But you kissed Sheila!”
“She kissed me… ”
“And you kissed her back… You touched her… ”
She shuddered. “How do you want me to live
with that?”

Daniel fell silent. Sheila was a beautiful young
woman, and if he had given in to her that
night, they would have had a one night stand.
But, he didn’t. He was a different person. Gone
were the days he used to roll with the boys and
devour everything in his path. He had
surrendered his life to Jesus, he had put his
lustful desires under and he was determined to
keep it that way.

“I am sorry Daniel, your five minutes is up.”
“I want you to know that I am not going to give
up on you. You are the woman I want to spend
the rest of my life with. I don’t care how long it
takes. I will wait for you.”
“Please don’t.”
“I have made up my mind.”
“And so have I.”
They eyes locked.

“I love you Martha,” He turned and walked out.
Tears gathered in her eyes. She loved him too.

Her neice had cost her the one thing she had
she praying and hoping for. Sheila was going to
regret ever being born on planet earth.