Summer Picnic – Episode 20
Theme: Baby finds daddy a soulmate
Written by Pinky Preshy Chioma
I blinked hard in so much anxiety.
Does this witch know about my secret?
My heart raced so fast and I could barely breathe.
As she roared in laughter.
It’s obvious she’s enjoying her little way of getting back at me.
“What are you talking about Bella?” I asked pretending to be alright.
“Well I know that you’re hiding something from us…. And that I will find out” She smirked.
I breathed heavily in relieve.
She doesn’t know anything yet.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Bella…. I have no idea what you mean” I backed her
“Enjoy while you can Marga until your secret will be unveiled” She smiled mischievously.
“You are going to be disappointed my dear Bella cos you will never find out” I sneered at her as she frowned.
She eyed me wickedly as she kicked my legs.
I bit my lips in annoyance.
Thank goodness she haven’t found out.
I really need to do something about this.
I don’t want the children to hate Marga….
It will only ruin in my plans.
I scratched my hair lost in thought.
Mr Dante’s Pov:
“I said where is my daughter Celine?” I fumed in anger as I hit my hand hard on the stool and Celine shivered in fear.
“Ermm… Uhhh… Mmmhhh…. She… She haven’t been seen for… For….for some… For some days now and… And…” She stammered.
“Shut your gutter Celine! For the last time Celine where is my daughter?” I asked in fury
Tears welled down her cheeks.
She couldn’t talk.
“Dante she’s missing…” She cried out.
I scoffed in disbelief.
“Oh really? Since when?” I asked standing in akimbo.
“Dante she’s…. She just left and I haven’t seen her” She cried.
“Do I look like a kid to you Celine? You and your stupid child threw my daughter out of her own house right?” I asked anxiously
“No Dante! She ran off with her stupid broke boyfriends as usual” She said.
“Celine I give you two days…. Two precious days to bring back my daughter else… Else Celine I will have you arrested by the police” I threatened
Believe me I mean every word I just said.
The real reason I even married Celine was because I wanted my dear daughter to have someone who she will be with whenever I go for business trips.
I pushed Celine aside roughly and walked away.
I picked up my cell phone and dialed my daughter’s phone number.
Surprisingly, someone picked it up.
Hello….. It was a female voice but it wasn’t my daughter’s.
At least I know my Marga’s voice.
Who are you? And what are you doing with this phone?… I asked anxiously and suddenly, the call hung up
Who could that be? I thought as I dialed the number again.
But this time it was switched off.
Where could Marga be?
I kept on thinking and thinking.
Mr Alex’s Pov:
I was sitting on the bed with my laptop working
Of course I work even while on leave here.
My door swing open and Sandy walked in with Nicky clinging to her.
“Daddy….” Their voices rang into my ear
“Oh babies… How are you doing?” I asked with my eyes still fixed on the laptop.
“Uhm… I have something important to ask you daddy?” Nicky said sharply as I smiled.
“To ask me? What could that be Nicki?” I asked anxiously
“Daddy is that lady really Miss Marga?” She asked as I choked.
I coughed slightly before turning to them.
“Yes daddy… Am beginning to doubt if she has been the one we know and love so much” Sandy added
“Of course….” I said not knowing what else to say.
“Come to think of it daddy… The Miss Marga we know was such a good cook right?” Nicky said
I scratched my head in confusion.
“Yeah but….” I said
“But she almost poisoned us today with the concotion she prepared in the name of food” Sandy said
Although I don’t want to talk about this but I know it’s true.
I only shook my head.
“Uhmm… Kids you know daddy is working right?” I said sharply
“Yes dad but…” Nicky said
“No buts babies go ahead now OK” I said as they nodded their head.
They walked out of the room sluggishly.
I kept the laptop as thought filled my head.
I too doubt that young lady.
I don’t think she’s Marga
But that’s Marga’s face
I shrugged it off.
We sat at the sitting room seeing a movie together.
it was really fun.
Nicholas rushed in with a wrapped package.
He was chewing something as well.
“Hey… Miss Marga here!” He said as he handed
the package to Marga.
“What’s this?” She asked
“”Gizzard sauce and Irish potato salad..” Nicholas said as she sneezed uncontrollably.
“Please… Take… Take… Take this away!” She cried as she held her nose sneezing and coughing.
I ran to her so did the kids as Nicholas took the package away.
“Are you allergic to gizzard sauce and Irish potato?” Sandy and Nicholas asked anxiously.
“Yes… Am very allergic to that” Marga sneezed again.
“Really?” Nicky fluttered her eyebrows.
“Yes…” Marga coughed
“But you used to buy that for us whenever you come along and you used to eat it together with us…” Sandy said.
I gasped in shock as Marga’s mouth widened in shock too….
To be continued…