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The Reason

Chapter 5
The Reason

As she walked towards the front door, Kate wondered why she kept on doing this. Yesterday was a nightmare. She cried herself to sleep last night. At first, this was just for the money, but now it was so much more. No longer was the money a reason. She had enough saved to pay off her bills so she did not need to continue. Still she did. Why?

Walking in, she went into the room where he sat. He did not acknowledge her presence. It felt like she was not in the room with him. Her heart broke again. Each day began the same way and ended the same way. She decided to sit opposite him and let him continue with what he was doing. Oh, how she loved him. It broke her heart every time she left him and went home. But she knew she couldn’t stay. She had her own life to live.

Lost in her thoughts she didn’t notice that he had turned his attention to her. He called at her the only way he knew how, but she did not respond. He called again. Still she did not respond. So he did the one thing he felt would get her attention.

He spat at her.

Shocked Kate turned and looked at him. Then she remembered the instructions she had been following with him for the past year. She got up, avoided eye contact and took up a wipe. Gently she wiped herself and then walked up to him and wiped his mouth. She looked at what he was doing and saw the painting he was making. She wanted to tell him she was sorry. She had not intentionally ignored him, that the finger painting was beautiful. However, if she did that, it would mean she was condoning his behavior.

It was so hard. Deciding which to follow; the instructions of the doctor or the tugging’s of her heart. She knew what she had to do. She ignored him and went about looking for another alternative to redirect his attention. She had to stay neutral, less he feeds off her reaction.
Immediately she turned from him, he started pinching her. He wanted her attention now and she wasn’t giving him. She knew he was acting out in frustration. Therefore, she did what the doctor had told her. In a calm, monotonous voice devoid of any emotion, she said;

“Tony hands down. No pinching.”

He stopped immediately and looked directly into her eyes.

Kate wanted to hug him and tell him she understood why he was agitated. However, she could not; for to do so will go against all that they were trying to teach him. Consistency was the key otherwise; he would start getting mixed message. Picking up a lollipop from the table, she opened it and gave to him. He gulped it in delight forgetting completely the reason he had thrown a fit a few seconds earlier.

And so the day began for both of them; the nanny and her ward. As the hours progressed, each one filled with trials and triumphs, Kate reveled in the beauty of the child’s innocence and gained strength from the joy she saw in his eyes every time he got something right and communicated his requests without throwing tantrums.

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Finally, his mother came back from work and it was time for her to leave. She bent down to buckle her sandals. He ran up to her and placed a wet, sloppy kiss on her cheeks, then ran back to his mother to seek her attention.

Kate smiled as his mother whispered the words ‘thank you’ to her. His mother then held Tony’s hands; the hands of her non-verbal, five years old autistic son and walked into the kitchen.

This was it. The ritual he did each day when she was about to leave was the reason she had not stopped. His appreciation and love shown the only way he knew how to. His kiss.

At day’s end, when her body ached and she relaxed for a night rest, Kate remembered why she went back each day, a child’s love.

Excerpt from Timeless Love: 15 Flash Fiction Stories by Edith Edremoda

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The Beginning

Chapter 2
The Beginning

Her physical beauty drew men to her. As I drove home, closing late from church I realized this was the second time I have seen her. I drove back to the point where she stood. My heart raced. This would be the first time I have ever ministered outside the confines of the church. I turned back to leave but the Spirit of God pulled me back.

Bracing myself, I walked up to her. So self-conscious was I that my steps were wobbly. She stopped walking when she noticed me. She stared at me with eyes drawn together.

“You are beautiful,” I said. It was all I could think of to say. I was out of my comfort zone and I couldn’t find the right words to say.

She laughed and replied, “I know.”

“There is someone I would like you to meet.”

After a pause, she said,

“I charge Two Thousand Naira per hour. I work for six hours.”

Without thinking, I replied. “I will pay.”

She walked with me to my car and I drove off to the children’s park close by. Although it was late, it was well lit. A security post was stationed nearby. We sat down on a bench. Silently I prayed for wisdom.

“So, who is this person I am to meet?” she asked with a frown.

I pulled out my bible and said,
“His name is Jesus.”

“You can’t be serious. Are you one of those religious fanatics?” she asked with a frown.

Smiling I said, “I am a fanatic for Jesus.”

“Yeah right. I should leave.” She got up to walk away.

“Why are you leaving? I agreed to pay you, did I not?”

When she nodded her head albeit reluctantly, I continued,

“Then why are you leaving?” I asked her again…………….

Excerpt From Timeless Love: 15 Flash Fiction Stories

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A Loud Cry

The land of fragrance was in a flurry of activity. The loud voices of men filled the air as I sat down and waited in anticipation. In awe, I listened with rapt attention, absorbing all that was said about Him. They could not stop talking. Excitement filled their voices. Could this be? Was He truly passing by? I asked myself.

The stories the men told of Him were extraordinary. I have heard the stories and many more before. But as they spoke today, I believed. Sighing heavily I reminisced in anguish. This is my only chance. I cannot afford to miss this opportunity. I am tired of living this way; tired of living each day at the mercy of others. With great determination, I continued sitting down, waiting patiently for His arrival.

I could hear the crowd around me. The heavy footsteps of men walking, the beautiful sounds of children running, the echoes from the dancing feet of women all joined to create a rhythm that made my soul want to dance . A smile crept on my lips. Hope at last. He was coming.

By the road I waited. Not in reproachful misery but in joyful anticipation. The sounds changed. The shouts became louder, the singing more joyful and the laughter more contagious. At that moment all I wanted was to catch His attention as He passed by.

With the scores of people it seemed impossible. What could I do to make Him notice?
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Edith