Chapter One

Sharon!

Sharon was her name before she became shit and changed her name to Shiru. We had been through a lot but as they all say, whatsoever has a beginning has an end. And when the end came, the thunder and lightning that hit us was intolerable to some.

It was a matter of saying yes or no, a simple question with a simple answer but the outcome is commitment and total percent trust. Her yes would mean one, she agreed to be my wife no matter the circumstances, two, a 200million Kenya shilling deal for her father and three, a one month free trip to her mother, brothers and sister to a place of their choice.

"No" she answered.

Nobody could believe it, her father's eyes widened and my whole body trembled in disbelief and lack of words. Her confidence increased as she looked at her brothers who were standing behind me with theirs eyes popping out in total discombobulation.

"Sharon Wanjiru Nkwabo, do you take Zachariah Mwenda to be your lawfully and happily married husband, to cherish and love forever till death do you part?" the priest repeated the question.

"No", she answered loudly. "I said no and that's it", she added with total confidence. I looked at Sharon, my eyes darkened and I lacked words to say. I just stood at that one spot with my darkened eyes and my mouth wide open while trying to figure out what had just happened. What did I do to the devil to avenge like this? Or was it God's way of punishing for the hearts I had broken? Nothing seemed clear with all these rhetorical questions traumatizing my mind.

"I am so sorry Zach but this cannot work, I know you have been a lot but …"

"It's okay", I interrupted. "I…i.." I wanted to say more but no words could explain my down feeling right now. I decided to walk out with regrets all over me. I wished I could time travel. I could go back in time and change everything. If only I stayed home that day, or if only I went to have fun at my normal place. Every wish seemed to go against me.

How did I even meet her? For a moment I agreed with myself that I was a big fool for allowing Sharon to fool me. Everything kept on drawing insensible maps and thoughts. I decided to recall everything that Sharon had taken me through and see what I did wrong maybe I could apologize and make things right. I remembered the words of Soren that love is all, it gives all and takes all and that's what it had done to me.

Words from a Wiseman' never let the pride in your mind define your walking style', different from what most would expect, I used to go out and have fun on Sundays. Being a self-employed and prominent businessman I had chosen Monday to be my resting day. Miraculously this day I decided to change my usual venue to a new place which had become famous in a fortnight. Little did I know that Moses was back to earth with his miracle performing stick then boom!  It happened again though seriously this night.

Inside was really beautiful, I don't know whether it was love at first site or I judged a book by it cover's color and design,  but the place was cool, the lighting, the music, the whole beautiful environment send my heart, mind and whole body to a stagnant satisfaction.

A friend once told me, if you want to enjoy whisky, take it in double tots. Who was I to let my friend's wisdom down?  As I sat at the corner which I thought would be comfortable and which I thought would be the best to satisfy my expectations of wants and needs as perceived, my waitress for the night approached me with a well-coming sexy steps, the way she was biting her lips as she smiled to all the customers as she walked to me send a thorough fantastic and captivating tremble all over me followed by what my ex-girlfriend would call a fascinating blood shake.

I thought about the same, calling myself to a very short meeting with one and only agenda (what if I just buy this one and go enjoy her at my matrimonial house). The devil is a liar and will always be, I remembered what my high school C.U chairman would say. Before I could start the meeting with a prayer, her eyes met mine and she was all over me trying to force me think about something else while she was the only available option.

"Excuse me sir", her soft voice send me to a ten-second confusion with my lips and legs quivering like I have been standing on cold for days and am about to freeze, I was losing my balance of both my feet, my lips, my tongue and my heart. Plato once said, "The first and greatest victory is to conquer yourself, to be conquered by yourself is of all things most shameful and vile." Now shame was my new look.

Curse the person who voted for her confident beauty and employed her in this place, her smile was enough to take out any man's wallet, ATM pin and credit card at a glance. She was a taming animal. If this is how she is smiling and affecting the married men in this place, their wives are in real trouble.

She could not even let me gain my balance for before I could do that, smile, love, lust, fun in bed, wife material characters wore the whole of her face. This one is God send, I told myself as I romantically smiled back betraying my hidden and internal desire for this glamorous lady.

"Double tot of black label please." I said as my already betrayed eyes moved from her face to be fixed at her puckered up lips then down only to be stuck at her clear-cut and portentous cleavage. Getting hard easily doesn't mean you cum fast or in simple words that you are not good in bed, a wise man told me. If this was wrong then my state of my appendage would have violated the terms of our engagement.