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™I went to Jeremy's school yesterday. I went and parked in front of the school. It was the same spot I parked on Tuesday...
07/06/2025


I went to Jeremy's school yesterday. I went and parked in front of the school.

It was the same spot I parked on Tuesday when I came to look for him.

When the school had closed, I stepped down from the car, I was anxiously watching to see Jeremy walk out of the gate. I waited for a while and suddenly, I saw him amongst a group of friends strolling out.

One of his friends tapped him on his back and pointed to me. Jeremy screamed in excitement.

"Daddy..."

And ran to me. He embraced me warmly. His friends came to say hello to me. I greeted each of them, brought out some change, and gave to them to buy something for themselves on their way home.

They were so happy.

Jeremy looked at me.

"You came to pick me up?"

"Yes. I did."

He grinned in excitement and waved at his friends.

"Bye, everyone. See you tomorrow."

And he entered the car.

While we were driving I noticed a finger mark on Jeremy's cheek. It was like a cut. It had the shape of a fingernail.

"Who gave you this cut on your face, Jeremy?"

He touched it with his hands.

"My mum. She slapped me this morning."

"Why?"

He looked at me and turned his gaze back to the road.

"My mum insists that I should take the public bus to school from now on. She doesn't want me to follow you anymore."

"Why?"

"I do not know."

"Before now, did she know I dropped you off at school?"

"Sometimes. I told her."

"And she is not happy I do that?"

He nodded his head and turned to look at the road.

"I came by at your house today and heard her shouting at you. I am sorry I could not intervene. I was scared it would make things worse for you."

He was speechless.

While driving past Kilimanjaro, an eatery at the old airport, he kept staring at the place. I saw his face and knew he'd want to go in. So I took a turn into the building.

I told him to come down so we could buy some snacks together.

He smiled.

We walked in, picked some snacks and ice cream and both walked out.

While we were driving home, Jeremy said to me.

"Thank you, Dad. My friends have told me about about how they visited this place. Today I visited it too and will tell them the story. Tomorrow they'll also be telling me how rich my dad is because of the money you gave them today."

I laughed.

I dropped off Jeremy at home and drove back to work.

This morning I waited until 7:15 and when I didn't see Jeremy come to my house as he usually does, I drove off to work. I knew he had taken the bus just like his mother instructed.

I am at work now, and considering the second option.

I want to meet Jeremy's mum tonight. I am not evil. I am just a young man who loves her son as much as she does.

That's all.
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07/06/2025

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So I usûally give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knóws I |eave home by 7 so...
07/06/2025

So I usûally give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knóws I |eave home by 7 so by 6:30 he is at my gate waiting for me to take him to school.

He is always on tîme and never comes late. I felt the mother was helping him keep to time as well but I never asked. Me and her has nëver spoken or talked before. I rarely see her because she leaves home as early as 6 am and returns late at night.

Something bôthered me.

Anytime I drop Jeremy at school, he says thank you, Dãd embraces me and runs off.

Haa!

I felt it was strange. I wôndered why he called me dad instead of Uncle.

So I asked him one time whole taking him to school.

"How about yôur daddy?"

"I don't know him. Mum says he is somewhere and she dôesn't know where."

"So why do you cãll me daddy when I drop you off in school."

"Well because I see you as my daddy. In my school, everyone's dad drops them off at school. And you dröp me off at school too."

I smiled.

I understood where the dad thing was coming from.

On Friday, while drîving him to school I noticed he was not happy. He was very quiet all through the ride. I asked him what the problem was and he told me.

"Our school asked our pãrents to come for an important meeting on Monday. Mummy said she will not be able to come because she will be busy in Monday."

"Is that why yôu are sad?"

He nodded his head.

"Everyone father ãnd mother will come. My mother will not be there."

I asked him to cheer up.

On Monday morning, ãfter I dropped him off at school. He came down and said bye Dad.

I noticed he wasn't happy.

I drove off and by 9am I dëcided to return to the school to attend the meeting.

When his mates saw me, someone shouted.

"Jeremy, see your daddy. He shouted and ran to embrace me."

He held my hånds and took me to where the meeting was being held.

After the meeting, I left.

He was very happy I showed up. I could see the pride in his face.

This morning, I waited for Jeremy and didn't see him. I went to his house and was told he hãd gone to school.

This is the first time in 2 months he is going without me.

I am jûst worried.

Really wôrried.

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