THE BESTMAN
THE BESTMAN
When my fiancée introduced Harold his best man to me on our wedding night, how could he have known he was setting me up with my future husband?
My name is Anna and this is my story. I was from a poor background, so after my secondary school education in the village, i moved to the city to seek greener pasture.
I lived with my mother’s sister and her husband who weren’t finding life easy either so i had to do some hot jobs to fend for myself and also save up for my tertiary education.
The burden from my siblings and even parents in the village was unbelievable as i suddenly seem to be on top of the food chain as they would always contact me with different problems that required financial assistance thereby making it impossible to have savings.
I was working in an exquisite bar, the pay was fair and the tips weren’t so bad especially since i was quite beautiful and i did some hook ups to support.
I had closed from work for the night when i noticed a man sitting at an extreme end of the bar in an akimbo position like he had suffered the worst defeat in life, i met him and tried to notify him we were closing but he just stared at me in an awkward manner and continued in his thought. I sttod for a while an beckoned on him for the second time and then he tried to stand but his legs seem to weak to carry him.
I helped him to his car, and as he made to leave, he handed me some ward of cash, it was quite much that i was scared to put it in my pocket in a hurry thinking it might have been a mistake. Thoughts kept running through my head that it was impossible for me to sleep that night. I had to keep the money untouched.
I didn’t see the man until four days later, he was in a rather more livid more even though he had visibly lost some weight. My heart skipped a bit but i summoned courage to walk up to him in a rather polite but terrified manner. As i greeted him, he answered in a happy tone appreciating me for my gesture the other night as he really appreciated it. So all that much money is mine i thought in my heart as i went about my duty.
He called my attention and ordered our most expensive wine on the shelf, all eyes was on me as i took the wine over to his table. He asked me to join him but i told him it was against our policy so he just smiled.
After he had drank, he requested his bill which i handed him and he paid with alot more change remaining. He handed me his complementary card and requested i call him.
Who would refuse such offer from a money bag?
I called him at the close of work and he asked when i would be free which i told him i was always free until 2 pm when i resumed work at the bar, so he asked me to join him for lunch by 12 pm at an exquisite restaurant in town.
When i arrived the restaurant, he was already seated over a plate of salad and juice with ...
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