Its three days since the whole exposure of falsehood between the two people who have been married for over 20 years now calling themselves husband and wife started. The house was cold from loosing a child to the realities of two uncles helping my dad out with his responsibilities as a man. What did I call him? Is he really my dad? It means I have no dad. I don’t wanna think about that right now. We were all conscious of not stepping on the other person’s toe. The house was in chaos and the only person not so concerned was Tunji (my younger one). Mummy had become a prayer warrior and dad was living in solitude. Nobody dared put on the television. Worship songs were hummed as if the call for forgiveness was a long one. Mummy was outside on the balcony studying the bible and daddy was inside his room. I just woke up from a sleep. It was as if my brother was still alive. I was scared to close my eyes again but I wouldn’t tell anyone. I heard a car drive in and discovered it w...
Wolfax Diaries