Michelle came out of the room to the sitting room, walked to the dining table, drew a chair and sat; she dropped the papers and a pen on the table,
Jennifer: “Good morning, sis!”she came out from the kitchen
Michelle: “Good morning, sugar. How was your night?”
Jennifer: “Fine o!” she drew a chair and sat.
Michelle gave out an agonizing yawn, Jennifer giggled,
Jennifer: “I should go and fix you something to avoid been eaten, “they both laughed.
Michelle: “Please do. I fit chop the whole world as I dey so”, Jennifer giggled.
Jennifer: “What do you wanna eat?”
Michelle: “I’ll make do with plantain and please, prepare pap for him,” she was referring to her husband.
Jennifer left for the kitchen, Michelle for the past days has found it difficult to see Silver as a husband but referred to Silver as “him”. Her mind went back to the paper and pen that stood akimbo before her, she wanted to write a letter, for the past two days she had written close to ten drafts of the letter but none gave her the satisfaction she wanted. She wanted to write a letter that wouldn’t paint her monstrous but at the same time clearly spelt out how she felt. Dapo has been waiting for her response,
Michelle: “Let me give it a deep thought, I’ll give you my reply tomorrow.” She said to him the previous day.
Her mind was made up,
Michelle: “What future do I have with Silver? One who is crippled and confined to one place for life? I am in my early 30s, is this how my life will end? Yes, I know that people who hear and read my story will criticize me for abandoning the man who stood by me when I was heart-broken. But, even God knows that I have tried. For more than a year after the accident, I have stayed true to him. I did everything, including bathing him and cleaning up his faeces. How many women of my generation can do that? How am I sure he will even go to this length if I was the one in his shoes? Yes, people may think that I am foolish for going back to Dapo who broke my heart several times, but shebi people use to say the devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know? Its better to be with Dapo whom I know than to go to another man and start all over again. I’ll go out with Dapo!” she’d concluded.
The words were flowing, quickly, she scribbled them on the paper, when she finished, it seemed close to what she wanted but some thoughts weren’t clear enough, she rewrote it and the last one appeared very perfect,
Michelle: “Perfecto!”she said as the eyes raced through every word, sentence and paragraph.
“Did you call me?”, Jennifer asked from the kitchen.
Michelle: “I didnt call you, e be like say your ear dey manufacture sound. Make we carry you go hospital too? Looks like everybody needs medical attention in this house.”
Jennifer: “Haba, Sister Michelle. It hasn’t gotten to that na, you funny sha.”
Michelle: “Just face the plantain you are frying there. I don’t want to see burnt plantain because of your talk talk. ”
Michelle carried an envelope, slotted the letter in and sealed it.
Michelle: “woah!” she heaved and put on her phone, scrolled to Dapo’s recent text and replied, “7pm right?” less than a minute Dapo sent a text, “Taruwa, Ikoyi, is the place,” his text carried a smiling emoji. With pouted lips, she dropped her phone close to the sealed envelope; the feeling of exhaustion clasped her. Guilt tried to sneak itself into her mind but fought it with all she had,
Michelle: “It’s not like I’m going to sleep with him, I’ll just pass the time with him” dryly, she said then added when her conscious spoke, “It isn’t cheating. I just wanna have a breath of fresh air,” tears had conjured in her dangling eyes, “I feel so broken and empty inside!”she said holding the tears back.
Throughout that day, the outing with Dapo was on her mind. The afflicted Silver had a feeling his wife was up to something but he couldn’t figure it out; all day, she avoided him unlike her she left Jennifer to feed and even clean him up. When she entered the room, she couldn’t even look at him, she avoided his stagnant eyes.
Silver: Was she seeing someone? Had she cheated on him? Those thoughts lingered in his mind but even if she was he wasn’t going to feel bad,
Silver: “She has sacrificed her life for me, she deserves her freedom” he thought.
If he could talk, he would have suggested she go see some man and enjoy life to the fullest. He knew she had wanted satisfaction but what could he do? He loved her so much.
It was six in the evening, she went in to have her bath-she had taken her makeup kits to the visitor’s room. Few minutes later, she was out, sat down in front of the mirror, took her time to wear makeup. On the bed was a beautiful black skimpy dress, she was to wear it with a red high heel, the dress had a red fold on it designed in the shade of a rose flower. Dapo had sent them to her earlier in the day.
Jennifer was stunned when she saw her sister, whose dress brought out her curvaceous physique. She hadn’t seen her look that gorgeous in a long while; her makeup was smoothly done blending with the red shoes and beautiful black dress.
Michelle: “Why are you staring at me like that? Haven’t you seen someone on black dress before?”Jennifer just shook her head, “ehm,take,” she handed the letter to her sister, “it’s for him give it to him in three hours time!”
Jennifer: “For who? who is him?”
Michelle: “Sly of course, who else is here?”
Jennifer: “You mean uncle Sly, your husband?” She asked, surprise written all over her face.
Michelle: “Ehn, my husband.” She wished she didn’t have to call him her husband.
Jennifer: “ But he can’t see clearly,” she managed to say.
Michelle: “Oh yeah,right! I almost forgot he was par…”she swallowed the last word, “never mind! read it to him!” she said in a cold manner.
Jennifer: “Ah, sister Michelle, go and give it to himself, na. Shey im dey inside room there.”
Michelle: “You say wetin?”
Jennifer: “I say make you give am the letter yourself or better still read it out to him, he is awake.”
Michelle: “My friend, you will take this letter and do as I say. What nonsense”, she threw the letter at her sister and stormed out.
Jennifer: “What has gotten over her sister? Is she okay? I hope she is not going to hurt herelf?” Jennifer thought.
Jennifer: “Are you coming back today?” she said unconsciously.
Michelle: “what kinda question is that? Am I your mate that you now monitor my movements? Abi, I resemble pickin wey dey give you hold for your eyes?”she fired at her.
Michelle: “Sorry for yourself!”
Michelle walked away with the gait of a model as she maintained her balance with her colossal behind; that was one of her greatest assets.
Jennifer stood motionless, staring at the sealed letter-befuddled.
After the usual therapy session and having completed his supplements, Silver had started moving his right arm and the quivering of the mouth had stopped, he also had this serene look on his face all evening. Jennifer noticed it that evening, she’d wanted to tell her sister of the improvement but Michelle gave her no chance at all.
Should she flout the order and open the letter? What if the content might worsen Silver’s situation? Why did Michelle give her the letter and why does it have to be in three hours before she can read it? What was she to do? Should she read the letter or not? Could the change in Silver’s condition be a sign of improvement or even recovery? Where did her sister rush to dress like that?
…. Stay tuned for Episode 11 (You don’t want to miss this!)
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