Episode 14

The two left for their respective rooms. I
left for my room too. I had my bath, a
hot bath and then got into a simple
sleeveless light blue shirt with a blue-
black khaki trouser to match. When I
emerged, I found that John and Efe were
already waiting for me.

Efe was in a simple purple dress while
John was in a white T-shirt and a blue
jeans trouser. wonder woman
“Good. The two of you look superb.

Now, off we go,” I said. To John’s
chagrin, I insisted that I will be the one
to drive. He protested. Efe supported him
– they could not imagine how me, their
employer, will drive them to town.

Finally, however, they caved in to my
demand. I got behind the steer with
John by my side and drove off.

We had a nice evening at the Super Maxi
Restaurant. Everything at the restaurant
was very expensive. While a bottle a
bottle of coca cola was selling at GH¢3.00
in town, it was selling at GH¢10.00 at the
restaurant. It was so priced to keep
some elements from patronizing the
place.

We had an exciting evening. A live band
played some local songs. I did not dance
but I encouraged John and Efe to. At
10:30pm, we left the place and returned
home.

“Thank you for a nice evening sir,” Efe
said, beaming with a smile when we
arrived home. I returned to my room
feeling a bit cheerful. I went to bed with
a smile.

I woke up the next morning at 6:30am. I
was surprise to find lawyer Torto
waiting for me in the living room.
“I have brought back $30,000 out of the
$35,000 you paid us for our services.
Since the result of the test showed you
are not fertile, and therefore incapable
of fathering a child, it will be useless to
continue with the case. My chamber
therefore decided that we return the
$30,000 out of what you paid to us” he
said. wonder woman

I was surprise by the move. It showed
honesty. I collected the cheque and
thanked him. That morning, after we
had had breakfast, John and Efe set out
in search of a fertility centre. They were
back later to take me to one that they
felt will help – the Royal International
Fertility Centre. The doctor on duty was
one Dr. Paul Quansah. For twenty
minutes, I was with him. He took me
through the line of treatment they were
going to give me. Finally, we scheduled
that I begin the programme in two days’
time. I left the hospital feeling confident
that I had found the solution to my
infertility. Soon, I would be able to father
a child. But, it felt as though I was
starting life all over again.

When I returned home, the two persons
who had become my confidants, John
and Efe, sat with me to discuss the latest
development. Everyone was enthusiastic
about the fertility treatment I was going
to go through.
“I cannot wait for you to complete it, sir.
Then you can have your own children,
your own flesh and blood,” John said.
“Well, I must be grateful to the two of
you. Without you, it would not have
been possible. The doctor there has
assured me that within a month, the
treatment will be completed,” I said.
Efe said what excited her most was the
fact that the whole treatment will not
involve orthodox medicine or injections.
I was going to be on diet and will be
taking some herbal drinks and food
supplements. I nodded in agreement.

We all, in our moment of excitement, did
not think about who was going to be
my partner to give birth to my children.
We had very light supper that evening.
Then we relaxed in the living room to
watch TV. After watching the latest
Ghanaian film, I left the two for my
bedroom. But before I could enter, I
suddenly felt urge to have a look at Peter
and Pamela’s room. I retraced my steps
down the corridors, virtually tip-toeing
because I did not want to alert John and
Efe about where I was going. They
would definitely have followed me there
if they knew I was going there. But, I
wanted to be there alone.

I got to the door and gently opened it.
Immediately I did, the scent of my
children reached me. With my heart
beating wildly, I pushed open the door
and entered. Their presence was
everywhere.


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