THE GAY BARTENDER

chapter thirty eight

light and wondered what was going on wit her.

Suzanna comforted her.

We walked to our bedroom.

Suzanna walked to th bed on her own.

She places the child on the bed and switched on a faint vase light placed beside our bed.

The light reflected on the child’s face.I stood closer to the door and looked at what she was a bout to do.

Suzanna opened her eyes so wide, as she sees the baby’s face.

‘’My daughter ‘’ She speaks slowly.

I raise my brow as I heard her calling the baby her daughter.

I felt it would be better not to assume that, the child was our own.

I waled closer to her , as she sobs.

I get to where she was and looked at the baby’s face.

She smiled as she also set her gaze on me.

Her smiles lit my world.

I felt a little pull in me,it is just as if something came out of me.

I lowered myself to her and uses my finger to clear her hair from her face.

She is so beautiful and has a pointed nose like her mother.

I felt so good.My dream comes to reality.

I looked at myself and sees myself as a father.

Suzanna was still sobering while our daughter continued to giggle as if someone was playing eith her.

Unfortunately,I took a glance at her forehead and sees a scar on it.

I looked at the sca and it took a shape of a triskelion.

I felt the urge that I have seen something like that before on someone but I couldn’t remember at that moment.

I never said a word about that, I had a belief that my daughter is not an ordinary child.

Even the time of her birth speaks a lot about her.

I draw Suzanna closer to me and kiss on her forehead.

We embraced each other , and the light fades off.