chapter 6-i will save us

Steve was just an old man, probably in his fifties.He was chubby but very neat.steve was quite stylish for his age,most of his peers did not care about looking good all they wanted was to be comfortable in their clothes.

Steve loved to wear golf t-shirts with dickeys trousers.He wore pointed shoes which seemed funny for the toddlers 'penguin'they joked,but Steve never cared about their opinion to him they were just babies having fun.most of his clothes were matching,he would wear a different watch for each day,after all he was quite monied.

Steve was a business man,he had kombis which helped in transporting the people of our community to and from town.people loved him,they could never see any fault in him.'who our Steve,never!'they would say.

Most were discussing of electing him as MP for the community on the next elections.They were convinced Steve would make wonders for all of us.Steve was considered smart,wise,humble and kind.He never missed an opportunity to help where he could which is why most looked up to him.

Unlike my father Steve had boys which were very tall and that made him a real man to them.Most women were obsessed with his family, everyone was beautiful together with his wife who wore the latest brands.Her heels always had to be higher than anyone else's,her jewellery brighter than the chandelier, everyone knew they couldn't stand a chance .she was a slay queen indeed.

My mom and Steve's wife were very close,I guess it's because Steve spent alot of time with my dad of which my mom and Steve's wife used to be there too.Both couples knew each other from a young age,before having kids or any money.

Steve became more successful because he used to gamble alot of which my father was not a fan.He had won a million in one of the known jackpots which is how he managed to buy kombies and build his home.

Schools opened and its was the final term for the year.things became a bit rocky as usual since we were not able to sell,there were no more events.I would normally be stressed about this and I would tell Steve whenever I would see him.

Steve offered to help yet again but this time around he had a condition.He requested that I don't tell my mother that he was helping out since he doesn't want her to feel sad especially since she was frequently getting sick.we agreed that I would lie to my family and say that I have sold the clothes and just simple hide them.

I agreed to everything Steve was suggesting to me because I felt responsible for my family,I felt like I don't want to disappoint my mother since she had already said I'll be her breakthrough,I did not want to see her sad and ashamed anymore.

I loved it when I would see us all happy and stress free especially now since it was the last term for the year.I did not want our academics to be affected in anyway besides it's not like 'I'm doing something bad'i would say to myself.

I trusted Steve alot,at that moment he was a lifesaver,he was a superhero.whenever my mother would go to night services at her church she would normally go with my second sister and Mr Steve's wife since they were from the same church.me and my younger sister would be left alone at night.mr Steve offered to protect us since I would sometimes tell him how scared we used to be at night when we were left alone.

Sometimes we would hear footsteps, sometimes sounds and that kept us up all night.we would be tossing and turning,covering our selves with the blankets and holding on very tight.This left us sleepy and tired the next morning.