It was like a dream

I woke up that morning, and on stretching my hand to my left my eyes still closed at least to wake her up but the only thing I could reach for was the sheets. I quickly opened my eyes just to confirm that I was still not dreaming, but she actually wasn’t there. I then assumed she was at the wash room and began to call out to her, Babe! Babe! No answer, Maggie! again no one answered. Slowly I woke up and headed to the bathroom but she was not there but then I thought she was at the living room but wait! she never wakes up that early infact I am the one who serves breakfast on weekends. Maggie loves sleeping and usually complains that waking up early to go to work makes her sick, so weekends are usually her days to sleep in. I checked her closet but I only found 2pair of shoes and a black velvet dress which I loved, as it was actually my favorite. Whenever she wore it she always looked ten times more beautiful and that made me fall in love with her over and over again reason being I bought it with my own money , my money! as a gift for her on her birthday. As I went downstairs to look for her since she wasn’t responding my phone rang and I hurriedly received it without even knowing the caller, “You killed her, you killed her you idiot”, “sorry? Killed who?!” I was in shock as it was Maggie’s mother and I knew for a fact that she never liked me as she always said I married her daughter to squander her money. Maggie was well established, strong, independent and hardworking woman. For me, I never had a stable job actually I was unemployed but Maggie took me in and accepted my situation and loved me for who I was. I know as a man a lady taking you in is a sign of weakness and the society terms it as being LAMBISTIC. Despite getting negative comments from people I never fell for any, “achana na uyu dem bro si ligi yako” that’s what Kevo a friend of mine used to tell me. Maggie and I had a bond not a chemical one like the covalent or ionic bond this was different a humanic one should I say a ‘James bond’ kind of bond. I felt whole with Maggie. I checked the kitchen, guest house, balcony but still no sign of her. ‘Kwani ameniacha’ I tried to call her but her phone was off and that is when I remembered what Kevo said ‘tafuta ligi yako’ I panicked and sat on the couch she was gone! I poured myself a glass of vodka and relaxed but something caught my attention, it was an envelope. I opened it. It was a death certificate and in it was Maggie’s name. Was I hallucinating?? No! I came back to my senses. I tend to forget a lot mostly after taking some shots of vodka my memory lapses or something? It then hit me that we had buried the love of my life the previous day at her birth place, Chikuti. Maggie had been diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer and had fought a good fight but lost to it. We spent every penny trying to cater for her well but nothing. It breaks my heart knowing that i will never see you again. Oooh i wish that I would also die and meet up with you in heaven. I keep on anticipating for your return as my heart is filled with the desire to delve into every corner of this world alongside you