Immediately Maxwell made that
daring statement, his uncle walked up to the place where he stood shaking like
a dried leaf waiting to fall off from a dying tree branch. His uncle did not
expect him to talk back at him considering the fact that he was seen as a
weakling while growing up. "Young man, I paid your way through the
university if you care to know", Maxwell's uncle said in anger. "You
have no right to talk back at me no matter the discourse", his uncle
added. "That does not give you the right to lord it over me!",
Maxwell blurted with his eyes wide open. "You did what anyone would do for
their family members because that is what family does for family", Maxwell
added. "You people have sown seeds of hatred among we the children",
Maxwell recounted with tears almost filling his eyes. "Uncle Donald,
whether you like it or not, sooner or later, you people are all going to die and
how do you expect we the younger generation of this once loving family to come
together as one and build a lasting legacy befitting a family like ours?",
Maxwell added. "A house that is divided against itself cannot stand and I
know you know too well where that quotation comes from", Maxwell said,
looking at his father. "Young man, you better know your place in this
family lest I remind you”. “The mere fact that you are one of the few
university graduates we have in this family should not merit you to quote the
Bible to me, do you understand that?", Maxwell's uncle said. All this
while, Maxwell's grandmother tried to hide her joy because finally, she had in
Maxwell, someone who could stand up to her children covering up for her
inadequacy. "I wonder how you sleep at night after you go about telling
everyone that you educated my son", Maxwell's father said. "You have
received your reward in full if you are looking out for men to praise you for
your good works", Maxwell's father added. "Spare me the bullshit and
ask yourself if you can confidently say that you and your family would have
been able to get by if not for my immense help and support", Donald
brushed it in Maxwell's father's face. "You know what Donald, you can keep
your help from today for all I care but bear in mind that posterity will judge us
for our deeds on earth", Maxwell's father said. "Mother, have you
heard your beloved son?" "He is now cursing me for my
benevolence", Donald said, looking at his mother who was sitting with arms
akimbo. "I have had enough of you both!", Maxwell's grandmother
yelled. "This is not how I and your beloved father brought you people
up!". "Is this how you want to pay us back for all our painstaking
efforts in raising four noble gentlemen in this harsh neighbourhood?",
Maxwell's grandmother added. "I have been meaning to say this but I am
always cowed by your manipulations". "This madness must end here and
now!", Maxwell's grandmother added. "Now, both of you should leave
this house this instant!". "The next time I see you here, we would be
having a family meeting to put an end to this nonsense!". "You heard
her", Maxwell's uncle said looking at Maxwell and his father. "I was
actually referring to the two of you", Maxwell's grandmother said,
pointing to Maxwell's father and uncle. "Maxwell can stay here for as long
as he likes because he has proven to me that he can do the work that my own
children are incapable of doing", Maxwell's grandmother added, turning and
smiling at Maxwell. Eventually, the two adults left the house and the noise seized.
That night, as Maxwell lay in the guestroom, many thoughts came to him. He
tossed and turned and tried to figure out how he was going to save his family
from their crisis, help his friends, develop his neighbourhood and more
importantly, save himself from the problems he had entangled himself in. He
opened his eyes, checked his phone and he realised that he had dozed off as he
was brainstorming for ideas because it was already two o’clock in the morning.
He turned off the bedside lamp and covered himself with a blanket. In the days
that followed, he tried the best he could to give back to his childhood friends
the faith which he felt they had lost in themselves. At one of their evening
hangouts since he got back at 'Jack's Grill and Pub, he was lost in thought
when Raphael asked, "What is wrong with you, Max?" "You don't
look cheerful at all". "Don't tell us that you don't have enough
money to pay for our drinks tonight", Raphael said. As soon as he said
that, the other boys stopped drinking and started counting the number of empty
bottles on their table. "It is not about the number of bottles I can or cannot
afford ", Maxwell started. “I want all of you seated at this table right
now to take stock of your lives and ask yourselves if you would want other
people paying for your drinks for the rest of your lives". "You
should be able to also pay for the drinks of others, maybe not today but
soon", Maxwell added, fearing that they might think he was fed up of being
the buyer in their midst. "Raphael, without an iota of doubt you are the
smartest among us yet we are not benefitting from your smartness", Maxwell
said. "So, I am not the one you should be asking if there is something
wrong with me", Maxwell said, while drinking a cold bottle of Smirnoff
Ice. "What is wrong with you is the question each one of you should be
asking yourselves" Maxwell added as he called on the waitress to order
another round of drinks. "Let us take Raphael for instance; we all know
that Ruth is your problem". "She is a control freak and has a way of
getting you to do anything she asks". "You guys are no more so I
don't see why you should have sleepless nights over her", Maxwell
explained. "She is gone and won't come back because the earlier you accept
defeat of losing her, the better your chances of moving on ahead in life".
Maxwell turned to Rudolph and said, "Dude, all of us seated here are envious
of your football skills but they would count for nothing if you remain arrogant
because the fact is, no one wants to feel threatened by you because of your
skills". "The more you come to accept your position in the power
chain, the more satisfied you would tend to be because time and chance are
capable of changing a man's status in life within a split second", Maxwell
added. "Prince", Maxwell started. "You and I know that you can
never expect a salary of one hundred million dollars from your job so the
earlier you stopped complaining, the better because even the richest people in
the world first started at the point you find yourself today", Maxwell
added. "Also, I think you are a womanizer so my sister is off
limits!", Maxwell screamed and they all broke out in hysterical laughter
of different pitches and tones. After the laughter had died out and yet another
round of drinks was ordered, Maxwell continued, "I am not claiming to be
self-righteous in any way because like all of you, I also have my own faults
and inadequacies which I am trying to deal with". "Yeah right, tell
us about it, Mr. Right", Frank chipped in sarcastically. "You may not
know it yet but I am really messed up right now but let us leave it for another
day", Maxwell said. "We need to focus on making our lives better than
they are now; we have to think of putting smiles on the faces of our parents
and loved ones”, Maxwell continued. Maxwell had thought up an idea to establish
a franchise eatery in his neighbourhood. He proposed the idea to his trusted
childhood friends and wanted to know if they were willing to share the idea
with him. Within days of Maxwell’s ‘baptism of fire’ and suggestion, all his
friends put in all the best efforts they could to bring their idea into
reality. Maxwell shared the idea with Linda. “That is a splendid idea!”, She
exclaimed after Maxwell had shared his business plan with her. Linda worked
with a law firm as a secretary so Maxwell engaged her to do all his paper work
for him. He ensured that he kept his friends especially Prince in check
whenever Linda was around them so he always made her type their documents in
his room. On one of the nights, Maxwell and Linda stayed in late to finish up
work on the final proposal to send to the eatery requesting for the franchise. “Do
you think they are going to buy the idea?”, Maxwell asked nervously. “Relax,
Maxwell”, Linda started. “I have gone through the business plan and the
proposal and I can say for a fact that it is top notch”, Linda added looking up
at Maxwell from her laptop. “I am just nervous”, Maxwell said. “I want
everything to turn out beautifully because I want my friends to get something
doing in this almost-dead neighbourhood”. I owe it to myself and I owe it to
them to help all of them”, Maxwell said. “I can see that you are really passionate
about this”, Linda said as she walked over to the spot Maxwell was standing, placed
her hands on his shoulders and started to massage them gently. “I have always
felt that I have to prove myself to these people and I think this is the right
time to make it up to them”, Maxwell added as he began to feel Linda’s warm
arms around his neck. “Everything will be fine” Linda said. “You have a good
soul and you can pass for a human angel”, Linda said and tightened her grip on Maxwell’s
shoulders. Maxwell could feel Linda’s breath draw closer and closer to the back
of his neck. He wanted to turn to see what she was up to but immediately he
turned, their lips got locked in what seemed like a passionate kiss. Linda sat
on Maxwell’s laps and continued kissing him. Without warning, Maxwell pushed
Linda off and she landed on the bed with a thud. “I am so sorry, Linda”,
Maxwell said. “We cannot do this”, he added. “What do you mean by that?”, Linda
asked feeling embarrassed. “You won’t understand, Linda”, Maxwell said drawing
close to Linda and kneeling in front of her. “Maxwell, make me understand
because I think I am falling in love with you”, Linda said with tears in her
eyes. “Linda, please don’t, I beg you”, Maxwell replied. “Why, Max, why?” Linda
queried. “I am already involved with two women and I would not want you to be
the third”, Maxwell revealed. Linda’s mouth was wide open as Maxwell revealed
this secret. “But how”, a confused Linda asked. “I love one woman who does not
love me anymore because of my past and another woman is carrying my baby”,
Maxwell said. “How did you get yourself involved in all of this?”, Linda asked,
looking awe-struck. Maxwell heaved a sigh and said, “This is my story”….. MORE
SOON. WILL LINDA STILL LOVE MAXWELL AFTER THIS REVELATION? STAY TUNED. MY NAME
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Splendid! Good story line, Great Flow! Big up Mr. Writer
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