Chapter 10: Breaking Point
Go.
Just go.
The shout for my mind wan tear my throat.
I curl for bed, tears dey flow.
Four years—every pain just burst come out now.
I cry, snot and all, like pikin. I dey hold my pillow, dey bite corner. My eye swell, but I no care again. All the things wey I hide, na today dem burst.
I call Chief Okafor, he say make I come the old house in two days.
After the call, I weak.
But all those wicked comments...
Divorce, papa, stepmother, widower for him fifties...
Hopelessness just swallow me again.
Maybe, because of all I do for Chika, Chief Okafor go help me...
As I drop phone, my hand dey shake. I dey ask God: is this my portion? Na so my chest just dey empty. I dey look ceiling, dey count crack, dey pray for miracle.