{"id":5283,"date":"2018-04-02T08:39:45","date_gmt":"2018-04-02T05:39:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.famousnakuru.co.ke\/?p=5283"},"modified":"2018-04-02T08:39:45","modified_gmt":"2018-04-02T05:39:45","slug":"salvaging-toms-marriage-when-a-wife-neglects-herself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/famousnakuru.co.ke\/newsite2\/salvaging-toms-marriage-when-a-wife-neglects-herself\/","title":{"rendered":"Fiction: Salvaging Tom&#8217;s marriage Chapter 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Two months ago, I received a call from a long-time friend who lives in Eldoret. He needed to see me urgently over a personal matter.<\/p>\n<p>I planned to visit him over the following weekend and come Saturday, I dropped in on him in Eldoret town.<\/p>\n<p>My friend (Let&#8217;s call him Tom though that&#8217;s not his real name) works at one of the major education institutions. On weekends, however, he spends time in Eldoret town where he has set up a business selling <em>malimali<\/em> for his wife. He has three employees. A young man and two girls. It\u2019s at this shop where I met him and he told me the wife takes the day off and he joins the three employees to run the shop.<\/p>\n<p>I arrived around noon and the shop was quite busy. I admired Tom. He was good at what he did. Convincing a customer here, cajoling another one there and generally being an extremely good salesman. With his job and this business, the guy was definitely doing well.<\/p>\n<p>At around 1:30 PM, Tom left his staff to take care of business and he took me to a <em>nyama choma<\/em> joint where we enthusiastically descended on some succulent goat ribs. A kilo down our tummies later, we took a corner seat and ordered for sodas. And then Tom laid it bare.<\/p>\n<p>Barely three years ago, Tom had turned us green with envy. He had met, charmed, befriended and later married this girl we all felt should have been ours. All curvy at the right places, slim as they come, a dazzling smile, laughter that had a way of landing on the heart and a personality we couldn&#8217;t resist. Tom was a damn lucky guy and we never tired of letting him know it. I remember jokingly telling the girl, Stephanie (but we all called her Stefff) that if she ever felt she was getting a raw deal with Tom, I was more than ready to accommodate her. The fact that I&#8217;ve been married 10 plus years notwithstanding.<\/p>\n<p><!--nextpage--><\/p>\n<p>What Tom shared with me that afternoon, as we sat sipping cold sodas on the first floor of a cafe in Eldoret, overlooking the Eldoret-Kitale road came as a surprise.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Things are really bad in our marriage. We quarrel almost daily. Steff has become a nag and to make it worse, I even find her distasteful. She has become a real turn off,&#8221; Tom revealed mournfully.<\/p>\n<p>This was hard to fathom. Especially the part that Steff could turn Tom or any other man for that matter, off.<\/p>\n<p>I had met Steff only once more after the marriage. The two had dropped in on us in Nakuru where most of Tom&#8217;s friends still lived. She was still as lively, cheerful and if anything more beautiful. With just a slight trace of a baby bump and full of the inevitable pregnancy glow. Man, we still envied Tom.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;When did all this happen?&#8221; I asked Tom. I found it hard to believe still.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Can&#8217;t really point at some particular incidence or point in time. It was gradual. I started becoming irritable with her, I slowly lost interest in her and as it is, I&#8217;ve lost even a semblance of sexual interest in her,&#8221; said Tom with a heavy heart.<\/p>\n<p>I admit me and Tom have always been close. He has been a close a loyal friend to me for many years. We have shared a lot over the years and I had always admired his drive, work ethic and loyalty. He was younger than me and has always looked at me as an elder brother. We had discussed a lot of personal issues over time but I had thought all this was behind us now. I knew it took him a lot of courage to reveal this. And he was counting on me to help him out.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I am sorry about all this Tom,&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What does Steff say about it?&#8221; I asked after a pause.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She blames me. Says I&#8217;ve changed. That am no longer interested in her and have no time for her,&#8221; he replied. I gave him a moment to ponder his answer then asked whether the accusations were true.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Could be true that am no longer interested in her. But I think she&#8217;s the one who has changed not me,&#8221; admitted Tom.<\/p>\n<p>We held a lengthy talk. I sought out to understand how Tom thought Steff had changed but he just couldn&#8217;t lay a finger on it. I tried to find out from him why Steff would think he had changed but he stood steadfast that he hadn&#8217;t changed.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you seeing someone else? Are you unfaithful to Steff?&#8221; I found the courage to ask.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No &#8230;&#8230; Am not seeing someone yet but it has crossed my mind,&#8221; said Tom with a sad look on his face. I knew Tom would never lie to me. Had he been seeing someone else, he would tell me. Now what I had to do was salvage his family before he got himself into a mess.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><em>&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;to be continued<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Two months ago, I received a call from a long-time friend who lives in Eldoret. He needed to see me urgently over a personal matter. 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