CRUSHED EXPECTATIONS

Its been two days since I stepped into Martin's Pharmacy to deliver the news. I'm now back at my station trying to make ends meet by selling those 50 bob movies to students and the snobbish middle class folks here in Kericho. At the back of my mind, I have consigned those niggling worries there including Doris' dilemma of helping out her friend. As far as I am concerned, it ain't my problem.
"Sasa Ras.."
I look up only to see a smiling Susan at the stall. Is she here for business or her tete-a tete conversations?
"Poa. You're here for Season 7?"
"Yes, but first." She sat at the visitor's bench and beckoned me to follow her. I hesitated for a while before crossing the barrier and standing close to where she sat. I had to be careful lest there was someone out there waiting for the perfect pose to take a picture for pure blackmail purposes.
"What's up?"
"Sam called me yesterday. He wants us to talk."
"When?"

He hates third parties

"During lunch. I want you to come with me."
Incredible. She wants me to keep her company when Sam has explicitly stated that they should talk. Three is a crowd but clearly, Susan was not reasoning when she is passing the invite.
"I'm sorry. But Sam hajani invite. Also, its a private talk between you two."
"Aki, don't bail out on me."
"Sam hasn't invited me Susie, can't you understand that?"
She obviously didn't know how Sam loathed third party antics so much that he even bowled out his own cousin when he unexpectedly crashed his date with Emma a while back. There's no way that I would put myself in the line of fire for her sake. She and I were still in a state of war.
"I have a bad feeling about this date."
"Just go alone. Don't bring anyone with you. because Sam hates it when uninvited people crash into intimate moments like this."
"You sure? Because he has texted you right now. Check." I fish out my phone and sure enough, Sam has texted me, urging me to escort Susan to their lunch date.
"Guess you're right. I'll have to inform Jay first."