How was this a normal sight to anyone with all wires upstairs intact? How was Tyrone just striding over to the waiter as if that was a regular scene which just had to be ignored? More like an irritating bug you just slapped across the wall?
I developed cold feet and did not want to be there anymore. I hesitantly walked over to the table, wearing a frown to express my anger and also show Tyrone I was not ready for any drama. That was the initial plan but changed immediately after I saw the table covered with a variety of both local and intercontinental food.
Before me was a table I only see in rich men cruising documentaries. There was everything that could satisfy an average glutton for at least one solid month. Even the aroma could not be ignored with the nose blocked.
I felt bad. I looked up to see his gentle eyes looking at me and waiting for me to say something. Something he wishes to hear and not what I was thinking of concerning what I had seen a few blinks ago.
I felt ungrateful. He had put in all these efforts to make me smile as he had promised yet here I was already in a rush to disappear from the scene.
I cowardly zipped my mouth and watched him stand up to pull out the chair for me. I was hoping to get another time to rant. A time when there isn’t going to be any food before me.
I sat down gloomily not knowing what to do next. He asked that I close my eyes.
“No”, I blatantly refused. Perhaps I said it too early because he got startled. Was I going to be next? Was this a killing ground?
He gave a small smile and shrugged
“that’s fine by me. Let’s pray”.
“Pray what?”
“A prayer before eating or?”
“Oh that prayer!”
“Yes”, he chuckled.
“Dear father in heaven, you are the king of kings and the …..”
He continued as I got lost in my world. I thought to myself, so this guy knew God. And he wants to cheat so badly. So he prays? And he sees someone being killed as nothing.
“We thank you for an answered prayer amen”, he concluded.
He kept his eyes closed for some reason
Amen, he repeated. I got the message.
“Amen”, I muffled. It is enough sin to fornicate or commit adultery. Why was he adding the mockery of God to my list of numerous sins? I thought to myself.
Akua Karle Okyere
Akua Karle Okyere is a lifestyle blogger at The Vocal Ghanaian and also a PR technician. She enjoys researching on travels and tours and writing fictional stories in her leisure time.
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