Awele
drifted further away until she could not see Father again. She was in a panic,
she had not meant to wander so far away from her father, now she did not know
how to go back. There were a few bathers by the seashore like her but she could
see no one that remotely resembled her father. She was about to burst into
tears when she heard her mother's voice and then saw her. She had not wandered
so far off after all and Mother did not seem too pleased with Father.
"You were so busy with Miss Stephanie's breasts,
you didn't notice where your five-year-old child went, what kind of father does
that make you?"
"Nneka stop making an issue out of
nothing, I'm sure we will find her if we actually start looking for her."
"And what were you doing that she wandered
away without you noticing? What am I doing wrong Daniel?
Where did I go
wrong?" she said and suddenly burst into tears.
"But honey..."
"Don't but honey me, I saw you Daniel. I
saw the way you were staring at her."
"Your imagination is on overdrive Nneka, I
was just trying to help the young lady and nothing more."
Her mother's tears vanished in an instant.
"So I'm dumb as well as well as stupid now *okwia? I saw you so pointedly
flirting and you are telling me nonsense. You should be ashamed of
yourself."
"Nneka, now is not the time for this, our
daughter is missing and we have to find her. We can deal with this later."
They were beginning to get an audience and
Awele could see Father was getting worried. She decided to show up then and put
an end to Mother's melodrama but if she had thought that would be the end of
her parents conflicts, she was in for an awakening.
As the
years went by things grew worse that she often times cried herself to sleep
while they hammered away at each other. She had wished they would stop and go
back to the times when they were one happy family. When her father took her
mother out on fancy dates and left her in the care of the nanny. Those times
were happy times which unfortunately, as she found out in the years to come,
were gone forever. Her parents were constantly locked in a battle with each
other they hardly took notice of her.
(to be contd)
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