Remember

‘What’s your name?’ the voice on the other line asked.
She sighed, ‘Angela Merkel’.
‘Who are you calling for?’
‘My kid. I want to speak with my girl’.
‘Who’s your daughter? What’s her name?’
She took a break to take a sniff at her inhaler, ‘Martha Celine Johnson’.
‘Hold on’ the voice said and returned after a few minutes, ‘she says she doesn’t want to speak to you’.
A tear escaped her eye and rolled down her cheek, ‘okay, thank you’. She tapped the red icon and the line went dead.
‘There’s a person waiting for you in the lobby’ her Secretary told her as soon as she put down her phone, ‘to enroll two children’.
‘Send him in’ she said and dabbed her face dry, people shouldn’t see her like this.
A guy in orange overalls came in with two well-behaved boys, identical twins. An imp in her head told her the kids looked like her but she shook her head.
‘Angel? Angel Merkel?’ the guy said incredulously and she remembered her manners.
‘Please have a seat’ she said to him and showed the boys where to sit.
‘Wow! I didn’t know Angel Merkel ran a children school’ he said again, as if he couldn’t believe it.
‘Pardon me but, have we met before?’
‘Not really but nevermind, my boys Sael and Thomas are JSS3 students. Here are their results from former schools’ he went down to business.
Angela went through the documents and found they have stellar records, all the schools had good things to say about them. Satisfied she called her Secretary to show the boys to the admission office.
She looked at the time as the boys went out, it was almost time for her meeting with her company’s stakeholders. The man stood up with her and offered to walk her out, as if!!
As they got to the parking lot, his boys waved him bye happily as they were led to the dormitories and he waved back animatedly too. ‘You just can’t help loving them’ he said but she ignored him and got into her car.
‘You were the best art students back in the days and beautiful too’ he said leaning on her car door, she froze.
‘You were always on your own with a book in heck, you were nicknamed the cold queen at Slender high but I loved you then. I even sent you a letter, asked you to the graduation after-party which you didn’t come, I heard you travelled the next day to college in the States’ he said and she slammed her door shut making him move away.
‘I don’t know how you got that information but you are wrong about one thing, I never got a letter in high school’ she said almost sadly, as she reverse the car into the driveway he smiled.
‘But you’re wrong, you got a letter from Country Seven Lifes!’ he screamed
Angela scoffed and drove off to her company.
Few hours later she got home and went straight to her cupboard. Every piece of paper she got in high school was then so she went through it all and found a letter from Country Seven Lifes, it had a number written behind it.
She held her breath as she dialed the number, it was answered on the second ring.
‘Hello, this is Merkel’ she said into the phone and she held the unmistakable laugh of the man from earlier.
The door swung open to reveal her daughter, Martha’s smiling face, ‘surprise!’ she screamed and hugged her mother.
‘I knew you would call’ the voice said.