The gentleman (5/5)

By Drum Digital
27 March 2015

Angie was facing a big decision.

Not once had she ever allowed anybody else to call her that name. “You’re not cut out for all that bureaucracy, Angie,” he said gently. “Besides, you’d be lost in Durban.” She leaned back in her chair and stared at him open-mouthed.

“You’re a country girl, Angie. You belong here.” He paused for a moment, then surprisingly added, “With me.”

SHE OPENED her mouth to say something but words failed her. Without taking his eyes off her, he stood up quickly and walked around his desk to her. “I suppose I’ve known all along. But I valued your friendship more than anything. I think I thought if I’d told you I loved you that we’d lose what we had. I just wanted you near me. I thought it would be enough. Marriage isn’t always easy.”

She nodded. “The two of you should never have got married. You weren’t suited at all. Molly told me that herself.” “She was a wise woman,” he said sadly. “But we were poles apart, and now she’s gone.”

He raised his hands and cupped her face in them. “We’ve wasted so much time. Marry me, Angs. Please say yes.” The tears that had been threatening for what seemed like a lifetime spilled out of her eyes. “I’m sorry if I’ve upset you. I thought . . . I was sure you felt the same about me.”

“I do, oh yes I do,” she said, laughing through her tears. Nelson took the woman he’d loved for so long into his arms and kissed her. A passer-by might have observed that there was nothing gentleman like about the kiss.

The end.

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