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Episode 2

ifaechi sat on the hospital bed where her mother la!d
her eyes were red from crying too much
her mother had been sick for almost 6 months
they had been able to manage it but this time it was too much
she
had to spend all she had saved to bring her mother to a hospital
now she had only three weeks to provide the money she needed for her treatment
how did they expect her to get six hundred thousand naira in three weeks
if only her father was still alive
it wouldn’t have been this hard
she saw her mother move


“mama
mama..are you awake..” she
asked

“if..ifa..ifeachi
where am i..??”

“shh
mama
don’t talk
let me go and call the doctor..” she said running out
she came back mins later with the doctor who ran some tests on her

“ifeachi
her body system is weakening by the day
you really need to get this money fast so we can proceed with treatment..” the
doctor said


“but doctor..i don’t know how to get the money ooh..please help me.” she pleaded


“look
there is nothing i can do
this is a hospital not a charity organisation
.please get
the money fast
” he said and left then he came back “and please go and get her something to eat
she needs her strength.” then he left

“heeeeyyy..” ifeachi screamed putting her hands on head


“how am i going to get the money
ooh
six hundred thousand naira
heeeyyy 
chineke meehee..” she lamented..she turned to look at her mother who gestured to her that she was hungry.. “okay mama
.let me go and get you food..”

she said and left
as she walked on the road to go get the food she kept thinking different thoughts
.what if her mother dies
how is she going cope..?
it has been hard making ends meet without her father
now her mother is in a terrible condition
she didnt
realise she was crying
this is too much to bear
suddenly there was a screeching sound
that was when she realised she had walked into the road
.

Anthony angrily got down from his car
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Dike got into the car and searched for his ignition key. Nwabueze watched him keenly. He felt that Dike had changed in recent time. He was sure that something was bugging his mind. During the past few weeks, Dike had been even more quiet than usual. It was true he was not talkative but these days he seemed to be carried
away, Nwabueze mused. He was worried about Dike’s state of mind because he had become fond of the man.
He knew that Dike was as tough as teak and he carried a punch that was like a sledge-hammer blow. He had never forgotten how Dike once
manhandled a very tall and huge man who had tried to pick a quarrel with him. He and Dike had been
enjoying their drinks
in a nearby bar when this man came up and said in a meancing voice that he didn’t want to drink in the same bar with Dike.
Dike had said quietly, ‘Then drink your beer somewhere else.” Dike knew that the man had an eye on him since
the day a lady they both admired made it
obvious that she preffered Dike. But he never imagine that
the matter would lead to an open confrontation.
Nwabueze had always admired the soft way Dike spoke; he never shouted even when he was furious.
The fellow had angrily turned to Dike and hit him heavily. To Nwabueze, it seemed like a hell of a punch but Dike didn’t even grunt. He swayed this way and that and gave
the man a sledge-hammer blow that put him in his place. Nwabueze hadn’t seen the punch. It had been too fast, but he had seen the effect. The fellow lay motionless on the ground.
No sooner had this happened than three men who were coming out from a nearby restaurant confronted them, apparently rallying to the support of their fallen friend. Without demanding any explanations, they immediately resorted to using their fists. A quick jab
from one of them sent Nwabueze flying, while Dike stood his ground. One after the other, he floored all of them to the amazement of onlookers. Nwabueze, who was still lying on the floor nursing an injury, was impressed.
Although Dike was a loner, he seemed friendly with Nwabueze who had worked so closely with him knew littler or nothing about him except than he
had been Otike’s gunman for some fifteen years, was about forty-four
years of age, unmarried, and had no relations and lived in
a four-room apartment. The boss evidently thought highly of him.

“what the hell lady
do you want to get yourself killed..??”he yelled

“sorry sir
i’m sorry sir..” she apologised with her face bent down

“look here woman
if you want to kill yourself do it else where not with me
.and
 he stopped when she raised her head and he saw that she was crying
.

“i’m very sorry sir ” she said and ran away
anthony got into his car slowly and drove off
.his countenance suddenly changed
he felt guilty for shouting at her like that
nobody would walk into a moving car like that
i shoulda known something was wrong
maybe i should go back and look for her
.or not
she still shoulda looked
not walk blindly
.
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Anthony sat with his dad
.they were having dinner
clifford noticed his son was not bright
he decided to talk to him
“uumm..son
how was work today..?” he asked

“it was fine dad..” he replied not lifting his head
his father dropped his spoon and pushed the food away
anthony looked at him

“what is the problem dad..??..don’t you like the food..??” he asked

“oh
i love the food
my problem is you..” “me..??
how..?”

“since you came back from work you have been too quiet and moody
that’s not you
what is the problem?”

“its nothing father
its just work stress..please eat your food.”

“no..no
don’t give me that
i know its not work..tell me what is it..?” his father pushed..

“(sighs)
i almost ran into someone today..” “what
why weren’t you careful..do you know the scandal it would result in


“dad
dad
let me finish
it wasn’t my fault
she wasn’t looking
and that’s not even the part bothering me..”

“wait..i don’t get it
you almost running her over isn’t what’s bothering you..??..then what is..?”
his father asked “her eyes
they were so pure and
innocent but filled with pains and fear
she seemed to be having alot on her mind and i yelled at her..”

Clifford was confused
.his son has never felt bad for yelling at someone
even when he realised he was wrong he never shows remorse
but here he was
feeling bad for yelling at a stranger


“uummm
son
are you alright..?” he asked..

“yes father..i am
why..??”

“its just that..well
oh nothing..don’t worry about her
she’ll be fine..” his dad said “i hope so”


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