The gentleman (3/5)

By Drum Digital
25 March 2015

Angie was facing a big decision.

But the rest of the children all called out, “Yes, Ma’am. Goodbye, Miss Malemi.”

IT WAS only after the last child had left that Angie opened the note Nelson had written.

“Dear Miss Malemi,” she read as she shook with anger. Why did he always have to be so formal? Miss Malemi indeed! And she’d known the man for nearly 17 years. It read: “I would like to see you in my office at 2 pm please. I trust this will be convenient.” She tore the note into small pieces and flung them angrily into her wastepaper basket.

“I trust this will be convenient,” she repeated.

As if I have any choice in the matter. She was glad now she was leaving. How could she stay and work for a man who was so prim and proper? Then she suddenly recalled how she and Molly had laughed at his gentlemanly ways.

“He gets on my nerves,” Molly always used to moan. “I’d be standing there screaming my lungs out at him, and he’d just pat me on the arm and say, ‘It’s all right, dear. There’s no need to get so worked up. I’ll make us both some tea and then we’ll sit down and talk about it’.” Angie shook her head at the memories. She’d known their union hadn’t been happy. Molly had once told her she’d made the biggest mistake of her life marrying Nelson. One day she’d even joked, “It’s a pity you hadn’t married him before I showed up, Angie. You two of you have more in common than you realise. You’d have been perfect together.”

“Ah, there you are, Angie,” Nelson said five minutes later as she entered his office.

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