Later
that night, she heard her father's raised voice in the study. This was not a
new thing but on this night, he seemed more angry than usual, hurling insults
and hurtful accusations at Mother.
"Serves them right," she thought.
"Let them fight themselves, it's none of my business anyways."
But she
was drawn forcefully out of her room by her mother's piercing scream and the
sound of glass being smashed on the wall. She only managed to tiptoe down the
hallway, now frightened than angry, when Mother burst forth from the study and
stormed past her with blazing eyes and a bleeding nose.
She
stood outside the study in the hallway, weighed down heavily with trepidation
and fear, the kind of fear she saw in Mother's eyes mingled with fury. Father
came out of the study too without giving her as much as a glance as he went
after Mother. Their raised voices could be heard from even four houses away as
Father called Mother an '*ashewo,' 'lying adulteress' and '*okwi ko minister'
while Mother screamed at him that he should leave her alone.
While
they engaged in a shouting match, Awele's eyes were misting with tears and she
wished she could do something to stop them from saying such terrible things to
each other. She had never seen them so angry at each other, or more precisely,
she had never seen Father in such a violent fit of rage.
Aunty
Lana came to the hallway and took her to the boys quarters and away from the
madness that was her house.
After
she left, the house was quiet. Then she heard someone bang the outside door and
then bolt it as they left. She heard the roar of a car engine as it came to
life and then her mother's unnaturally high-pitched voice as she shrieked for
Ekwutos to open the gate. She also heard Father shout "Nneka!" and a
few minutes later, he started his own car too and drove out of the compound.
After
they left, Awele felt a dull sharp pain in her head like there was a drum
pounding away. It was probably from all her crying. Aunty Lana soothed away her
tears and rocked her to sleep. And while she slept, both her parents died.
She did
not feel, as it was often said that children did, a break in the thread between
them. She did not experience a premonition or dream of disaster. She slept on
as most children did, deeply and carelessly while the people who gave birth to
her died tragically in a fatal accident.
According to what she heard Ekwutos and Aunty
Lana discussing earlier, Father's brakes failed while he was going after his
absconding, adulterous wife and he ended up ramming the both of them into an
oncoming trailer. The trailer was carrying a size-able quantity of fuel and so
it burst into flames on impact, setting almost five other oncoming vehicles on
fire. Thus, they ended the lives of more than twenty people, excluding
themselves, with the tragedy that was their marriage.
While
she slept, she was blissfully unaware of what was happening to her parents.
When she woke, the sun was up, she was back on her bed and her parents were
gone.
She was alone.
Glossary
Efulefu: (Igbo) worthless person (usually a
man) in the eyes of the community.
Kitikpa
racha gi anya: (Igbo) a curse
Inugo: (Igbo)
have you heard?
Eji'm:
(Igbo) I don't have
Anuofia: (Igbo) a curse literally means bush
meat or animal
Ashewo: (Yoruba) a Nigerian street word meaning
a slut or whore
Okwi ko: (Igbo) a woman of easy virtue, a
prostitute
Okwia: (Igbo) is that it?
THE END
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