Dear Di,
Sometimes it’s not easy to be a sounding board; I had to speak.
“Please, hold on so I can understand what you’re saying. Are you saying because you don’t think what you feel for Danny is real you want to give Nnamdi a chance?” At her affirmative nod, I continued.
“So why not give you and Danny a chance to see if what you both feel is the real deal?” I asked, totally bewildered.
“I can’t,” she wailed.
“Why not?” I almost raised my voice.
“You won’t understand.”
“Try me,” I replied folding my arms across my chest.
“Well, I just think I need to give Nnamdi a chance.”
“When did you even meet him that you’re thinking of giving him a chance?”
“He was in the office the day we went to submit that proposal and we got talking. I don’t know how he got my number but he called the next morning and asked me to lunch. I refused and he called the next day. Since Danny was busy, I decided to go otherwise he would keep pestering me.”
“Did you tell Danny you had a lunch date?”
“Yes, but I didn’t tell him who it was.”
“What do you plan to do now?”
“Like I said earlier, I’ll give Nnamdi a chance. I’ve made up my mind,” she quickly added when she knew I was going to object.
“Okay,” I told her, but deep down inside I was petrified. That tone of voice told me she was headed for disaster and I honestly didn’t want to interfere. After all, I haven’t given Dapo or Drew a chance, so who am I to talk?
She left my room and I lay down on the bed for a while, starring at the ceiling. After praying, I dozed off. As aunt imalda would say, I was drinking Panadol for another person’s headache.
But in the long run, if she makes a mistake and gets hurt, we all get hurt too. That is one thing most ladies who are headed the wrong path don’t understand. They keep saying it’s their life and that they would handle the problems that surfaces whenever they are cautioned, but they forget that their family also feels their pain, especially when they suffer in silence. Look at Dera, for instance. After everything that happened, we still had to do something.
I don’t think I have met Nnamdi, but I have a bad feeling about this. And I thought Indy was more level headed than all of us put together. Guess I was wrong.
Do I call Danny and warn him? Or should I let her get hurt and learn from the experience? But that experience could prove costly, because Danny is not the type to worry over a lady for long and once he’s moved on, there’s no turning back. O dear!
