Chapter 41
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"You probably have the voice of Calum Scott."
"I have no idea who that is, but I can guarantee that I don't sound as good as him."
"Well the only way I'm going to find out is if you sing for me."
He pointed at himself, "Me, sing for you." he laughed. "Baby, that's not going to happen."
I felt shivers when he called me baby. I never felt like that with Will; he can't even be compared to Valdo. Will is a child, and Valdo is a man in every way possible. I'm still questioning why a man like him would ever like a girl like me.
"You're perfect."
I shiver as I remembered his words. This can't be real. How could he call me perfect?
God, if this is a dream, then this a very cruel dream and if it's not God, thank you so much for bringing him in my life.
"What are you thinking about?"
I broke out of my daydreaming and looked at him. "I'm just imagining you singing in my head."
"My voice isn't good at all."
"I don't believe you."
He shrugged, he quickly looked down at Jamaica then back at me. "Okay, fine. Let's make a deal. You sing for me, I'll sing for you."
I frowned at his request, "Okay, fine. But you should know I sing like a goat."
"Hmm...If you say so." he looked across at me and gin. "We're going to do it like Karaoke. Each singer gets five songs, the person who has the worse voice wins. King will be the judge."
"How is he gonna judge us?"
"Okay, fine. King and Jamaica will both be judges."
I frowned, "But how are they going to determine who wins?"
"By crying. Babies cry when they are disturbed. Dogs bark or growl to show discomfort. If I'm singing and one or both judges make a noise that means I get no points, but if they are quiet during my performance, I get 2 points."
"Okay, fine. Let's see who is worse." I was a little hesitant about this, but I realise it isn't about whether our not or judges how capable are judges are. It's about us having fun.
"Winner gets night duties." he pointed at Jamaica.
"I already get night duties so.."
"Then you're going to be happy when I win."
"Why are you so confident that you'll win? I know for sure that I'm winning."
"We'll be sure next Friday."
I laughed, "This is going to be the easiest win I've ever gotten."
"We'll see."
"Our brunch is coming." I cheered. Even though Jamaica was here and safe, I still have to watch what I eat because I'm breastfeeding her and I still have to eat plenty cause I'm technically I'm still eating for two.
Michelle placed my pancakes in front of me, then put down the omelette in front of Valdo. She gave us a warm smile, "I'll be back in a sec with your tea and coffee."
I looked down at my pancakes then licked my lips. They looked delicious. I looked across at Valdo's omelette, and it looked breathtaking delicious. "Do you want to have some?" I lifted my eyes to meet Valdo's blue ones. I shook my head. I have my pancakes, and I'm going enjoy eating them even though Valdo's omelette looks a hundred times better than my pancakes.
"Are you sure you don't want a piece?" he took up his fork then digs in the omelette. I lifted his in front of our faces, "Are you sure?"
"You are shouldn't use food to tempt me."
"Oh, yea. Maybe I should tempt you with something else."
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"Are you ready?" Valdo looked at me at smirk.
"Are you ready?" I repeated his question. Tonight was Karaoke Friday and to make it even more fun we decided to invite more people. Instead of having it at his Apartment, we kept it at the shelter. That way, the single mothers in the community can also join. Hannah hired a few nannies to watch the babies in the nursery while we have fun in one of the classrooms. She also arranged the classroom to look like a karaoke bar. The lights were dimmed, and there was a platform for the stage—tables with many varieties of food to choose from. Everyone carried something.
Only Hannah could pull off something so beautiful in such a short space of time.
"Who is ready to have some fun?" Kevin yelled over the microphone.
"Me!" Hannah cheered, and everyone laughed at how her voice sound.
"We know that nobody likes to be placed on the spot first and so we've decided to make things 100% fair, everyone gets to choose their number. You'll see that in my beautiful wife's hand, there is a bag. This bag contains fourteen numbers since there are fourteen of us here this evening. Everyone will have the opportunity to choose a number. Hannah is going to go around with that bag, and everyone will blindly pick a number out. The number you get is the order you'll sing." Because of Kevin's charming personality, Valdo and I decided that he was the perfect person to be Masters of the ceremony.
"Please, Lord, I beg you. Don't let me get number one." Zuria cried out. I laughed and uttered "same." I don't think they would enjoy the Karaoke night if I started.
"Let's, Rumbo." Hannah shook the bag in her hands with all her might; then she walked up to her husband. She opened the bag, and he placed his hands in.
He picked up a number then brought it up to his face. He sighed when he saw the number that was written on the paper. He smiled at his wife and turned to everyone. He lifted the microphone and spoke, "I'm happy to announce that I am not the first one to perform tonight."
