you
listen to all of them” said recognized critic Elly Gibb. Compared
to his previous album which sold over seven hundred thousand copies
in one week, his latest has not even sold a third of that since its
release last week. We have not been able to get any response from
Rikki…” The television went on but these news made no impact
on her.
After all, he still has
money, he still doesn’t love me, I think, and he still is adamant
about the child. You see, Channy, no difference in your situation
at all. She considered.
Ms. Clarke had
persuaded one of her lawyer friends to handle this case pro bono
and had introduced her to the lawyer who had taken her case three
days ago . The lawyer, a man in his
sixties, was lean and towering and wore thick lens silver rimmed spectacles. Chantel looked at him and thought of how
quite energetic he was for a man of his age. He introduced himself
as David Richards to Chantel.
“ Pleased to be
of assistance ,” h e had said to Chantel in a charmingly quaint way. But his
efforts of charm were futile, what with Chantel in her
state.
Rikki's
lawyer had then been contacted through
Rikki’s secretary, Abigail and a meeting was to take place three
days later-that day- and her mind ran wildly about how the meeting would go. She could not imagine how she
would be able to look at Rikki. Her presence was of course
unnecessary, but she had insisted on going.
Rikki. She called out to him in her heart. If you would only come back and see that I'm the
one for you.
Yes. She still
loved him but in her there was that hatred building, slowly. She
and a few others in the world were the only remaining ones who
still held the concepts of love and hatred. She looked down at the
child and dammit he reminded her of Rikki terribly. She wondered if
when the child grew up w hether he would do
the same to some unfortunate woman. Tears from her eyes dropped
onto the child's chest.
“ Sorry,” she
said in her sweetest voice. “Mommy's just crying because you are so
special to her.” The child, calm and relaxed on the table, suckled
his thumb ignorant of the distress he had caused.
Rikki loved me
before he was rich ... Dear whatever
force there is in the universe ... is
love just a bargain, an admission to defeat where you have to stick
with one just because you know that no other will accept you and
you are lucky to be accepted by this one. Do I miss Rikki just
because of the wealth he has is the answer to all my problems or do
I miss him because ... is loving
someone just an evolutionary trick to keep someone who would
benefit you. Then love is just greedy.
She thought about what would
have happened if she had gone to university – if she had chosen
wisely.
I would be a biologist right
now.
She finished
dressing the child, laid him down on the couch and went to the
bathroom for one final inspection of her face. On the top layer she
did not want anything to do with Rikki but deep down she wanted him
to see what he was losing by losing her and to attempt to bring him
back. It was far-fetched but only if she could ...
-
She dropped
the child off by her friend's and drove uptown to the address Mr.
Richards had given her. She was to arrive there at ten o'clock. It
was a day brooding ominous clouds, dark clouds saturated with rain.
It resembled her soul , the weather, her
ill hurt soul being like the cloud
saturated, itself, with sorrow and regret. For the first time she
observed how the world was, now that she was compromised. Just a
world of whores and man-whores selling themselves. She thought. A
world of whores and man-whores whose momentum is kept by music, television and such.
What happened
to believing that there was more to life? She thought. And that having a child
was a means of ... when dying your
children are left to continue to find the purpose of
existence.
But, with such overwhelming
influence from the majority of people, it was very difficult not to
believe that the meaning of life was