Title: MAIMED SOUL
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Jack sat in the shadows in the darkened bar,
resting heavily against the back rest. The cap
he wore covered most of his face, making
him look like an outlaw. People cast
suspicious glances in his direction,
whispering amongst themselves. He
pretended not to notice as he sipped his
drink. His gaze scanned the dark bar for the
umpteenth time, searching for that slim
voluptuous figure. His lips tightened. Why
wasn’t she here? Naturally, he knew he had
no reason to be angry, but he was. He
sipped his drink again, deciding to wait for
few more minutes.
*****
*****
Lara dragged in a much needed calming
breath. She was so close to losing her
temper, she could practically feel it slipping
through her fingers, and yes, the object of
her fury was and would always be her
father!
“Never! I repeat, never, would my only
daughter be seen with a man as poor and
wretched as that thing you call a boyfriend.”
Tunji Banks bellowed as he glared down at
his daughter. “Have you forgotten who you
are? You are the daughter of a governor, for
heaven’s sake”
Lara sighed. “Oh, please dad, spare me the
information, it is impossible to forget who I
am since you constantly remind me every
day”.
“Oh no, I see I have not reminded you
enough if it has not gone through the thick
wax of your ears.” He returned, boiling with
rage. “How can you condescend so low as
to unite yourself with a filthy carpenter?
How stupid can you be Lara?”
Lara jumped to her feet, finally losing the last
iota of patience she had left. “Derin is not a
‘filthy carpenter’ dad, he makes furniture.
There is a difference”
Mr Banks roared in laughter. “If you believe
that, you must be more delusional than I
thought. A carpenter is a carpenter any time
any day, and judging by the report of my
men, he is poorest of all carpenters”
“At least he is a honest man, he is
hardworking and he makes me happy. What
more do I want?” she asked, her voice
ringing round the palace-like sitting room.
“Honestly dad, I can’t believe you had me
followed by one of your goons”. The fact
alone got her blood boiling. Couldn’t the
daughter of the governor have her privacy
again?
“Now, listen to me young woman” her
father said, walking slowly towards her in
the intimidating way that was sure to make
lesser people squirm. “I did not raise you
only to have one filthy gold digging swine
use you as his ladder to success. Now, what
I want you to do is to cut off all ties and
relationships you have with that filthy
carpenter. I don’t want you to have anything
to do with him; have I made myself clear?”
A small smile touched Lara’s lips as she faced
her dad without fidgeting. “You are
forgetting one thing dad: It is not up to you
to make decisions for me. Last time I
checked, I was twenty five years old. You
can’t order me to do anything; I am old
enough to make decisions for myself”
Mr Banks smiled crookedly. “Stupid
decisions obviously.” He said. “But then,
when have I needed your approval to do
anything. You either break up with him
voluntarily or dance to my tune.” He smiled.
Lara turned and stormed up the stairs and
into her bedroom.
*****
*****
Mrs Banks entered her daughter’s bedroom
with a worried look on her face. Lara, who
was lying on the bed, jumped up
immediately her mother entered. “I am tired
of this mum” she complained bitterly. “I am
tired of dad trying to run my life for me.
When is he going to leave me in peace?”
Mrs Banks sighed. “The maids told me you
both had another fight again”
Lara snorted. “I am beginning to believe that
dad and I would never see eye to eye,
seriously mum, why is your husband like
that?”
Her mother sighed. “What happened this
time?”
“The usual! Obviously, he is not satisfied
with my choice of boyfriend” she yelled in
outrage.
Her mother’s brow lifted in surprise. “You
have another boyfriend?”
Lara softened and her face showed
remorse. “I know I should have told you
mum, and I am sorry. I would have if dad
hadn’t found out through one of those
hooligans working for him.” She sighed in
exasperation. “Honestly mum, my life would
be better only if daddy would stop
interfering with my affairs.”
“You know that would never happen”
Lara’s mouth twisted in disgust. “Yes. I was
hoping for a miracle. But if he thinks I would
just sit back and have him run my life, then
he is mistaking”
“What did he say is the matter now?”
“Obviously, dad cannot imagine me dating a
carpenter”
“Carpenter” her mother gasped. “Oh my, I
didn’t know I would be agreeing with your
dad on something”
Lara stared at her mother for some seconds
before finally finding her voice. “You can’t be
serious mum! So what if Derin is a
carpenter. I love him and that is all that
matters”
Mrs Banks sat on the bed with a permanent
frown on her face. “I’ll like to agree with you
Lara but love is not all that matters. Are you
going to spend the rest of your life worrying
about what you are going to eat? You might
think so now, but trust me, I have been
hungry, I know how it feels; it is difficult. I
can’t watch my own daughter experience
that same thing”. She raised her eyes to her
daughter. “If you get married to a rich man,
at least you are sure that you would have all
you want”
Lara couldn’t pinpoint what she was feeling,
she was both angry and disappointed. To
have her father thinking this way was one
thing, for her mother to think the same was
another thing entirely. “I can’t believe you
just said that mum. I might get all I want
with a rich man but would I get the
happiness I really need?” she sighed. “I’d
better go mum, this house is suffocating”
she stormed out of her bedroom.
*****
*****
Jack smiled with satisfaction as the lady
entered the bar and made straight for the
counter. She looked exceedingly beautiful,
capturing the attention of all the men in the
bar. Her hips swayed, emphasizing her slim
waist but she seemed not to notice her own
appeal. She seemed upset as she sat on a
stool at the bar and ordered her drink.
Jack took out his camera and clicked. He
smiled at the image in the camera and
quickly stuffed the camera in the pocket of
his coat. He stood up and after one lasting
glance at the lady, he walked out through
the back door.
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