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She Dies (short story)

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    Episode 32

    Dennis looked at the clock in his office; it was
    1:30PM. He picked his cell phone and called
    her. When she picked, he said, “Remember the
    lunch by two o’clock. Hope you’ll still make
    it?” He listened for a moment and said,
    “That’s very good. I love you angel,” and he
    hung up. He quickly did finishing touches to
    the file on his desk, closed the file, pulled out
    the drawer and removed a blue casing from it.
    He stared admiringly at it for some seconds
    and slid it into his pocket with smiles. He
    pulled in the drawer, adjusted his tie and left
    the office. It was exactly 2:00PM on the dot
    when he got to Celestina Restaurant. It was a
    renowned restaurant, unique for its relaxed
    atmosphere, delicious dishes and prompt
    services. Dennis stepped out of his car and
    hastened to the tinted glass door of the
    restaurant. A waiter pulled the door open and
    he entered.
    “Welcome to Celestina.” The waiter said
    politely.
    Dennis smiled and said, “Thank you,” then he
    walked past him. He looked searchingly
    sideways, looked straight ahead and spotted
    Vivian talking to a waitress. God, I kept her
    waiting. He thought and strode quickly
    towards her. When he got to her, the waitress
    was gone. He smiled, held her arms and
    pulled her up, “Sorry I kept my angel waiting.”
    He kissed her on the cheek and sat. Vivian sat
    and a waitress brought two plates of jollof rice
    with two bottles of Coca-Cola. She served
    them and left.
    “That’s lovely of you; you’ve already made an
    order.” Dennis said happily as he uncorked the
    bottles.
    Vivian smiled, “I know you’ll be hungry
    darling.” She started eating and Dennis joined
    her.
    They were silent until they finished. Vivian
    dabbed a damask serviette at her lips and
    said, “Hope you enjoyed it?”
    Dennis smiled, “No meal eaten with an angel
    is not enjoyed.”

    Vivian burst out laughing, “You’re always
    funny, darling.”
    “I don’t think so.” He smiled.
    Vivian ran a hand down her long hair, “How
    has work been?”
    Dennis smiled, “Stressful, but we thank God.”
    For the next twenty-five minutes, they
    discussed Dennis’ work. Dennis told her about
    dead criminals, wanted criminals and even
    gave her some tricks the Intelligence
    Department of the police force used on
    professional criminals. He told her everything
    she could comprehend about investigations
    and interrogations. At some points, Vivian
    found what he was saying boring and felt like
    asking him to stop, and at other points, she
    found it so enticing and couldn’t help
    laughing aloud. When Dennis thought it
    appropriate, he asked her to close her eyes
    and she quickly obeyed. He took out the
    casing from his pocket, lifted the lid and
    placed the casing on his laps. He took out a
    diamond necklace, stood and dropped the
    casing on the seat. He moved across to
    Vivian’s back and gently but slowly wore the
    necklace around her neck, “Don’t open yet.”
    He said calmly and went back to the seat. He
    bent to the casing and took out an emerald
    ring. He was conscious of the stares of other
    people in the restaurant as he stretched out to
    Vivian and held her left hand. He straightened
    it, then selected her ring finger, encircled it
    with the ring and said, “You can now open
    your eyes my angel.” He sat down. As Vivian
    opened her eyes, the restaurant broke into
    clapping and everyone stood up with smiles,
    their gazes were on the two lovers. Vivian hid
    her face in her palms, embarrassed, while
    Dennis played the man and sparkled with
    smiles as he waved happily at them and
    shouted, “Thank you, thank you very much.”
    He kept smiling until everyone settled down
    and went on with their business. When he
    turned to Vivian, her head was already up. She
    stroked the necklace shyly with her right hand
    while her eyes were fixed on her ring finger;
    the necklace and the ring were beautiful and
    she liked them. She was still staring from the
    necklace to the ring with mouth agape when
    Dennis said, “Will you marry me my angel?”
    To Be Continued…

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