First of
all I thank God for having spared my life today.
It turns
out that a boda boda had hit me from behind. Luckily I don’t have any broken
bones so no trip to that hellish orthopedic department where screams usually
come from. The only thing bothering me currently is my back, which I am informed by my mother
will take a week to heal.
This means
that I will be grounded at the village till next week. I won't see Chebet and have our steamy moments for a while. Then I will have to depend on my mother to feed and care for me again till I get back on my feet. I will
also have to put up with my father and his boring programming. For now I get to
enjoy the throwback music on television while he’s away. Once he's back, it will be news and other stuff till it's time for bed. Sucks, right?
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My injury puts me in the village for a week!! |
She is satisfied
“Tony, uko
na mgeni.” Mom comes in and ushers in Emma. She takes a seat opposite me as my
mother leaves for the kitchen to prepare some tea for Emma.
“Your Mum
is nice.” I keep silent. I feel mad that she has come all the way to remind the
obvious yet had she not made me angry, none of this would have happened.
“I came to
say sorry. I never meant to cause all these.”
“It’s fine.
Haina noma.” What am I doing? Why am I taking to the enemy? I wonder.
“Daktari
alisema?” I go on to recite what my mom had been told by the doctor. She is
satisfied and her demeanor changes.
“Na Sam?” I
ask her. She clutches her handbag tightly. The tension is certainly coming
back.
Jumping into conclusions
“He will be
Okay. Sahizi ako na his family.” She is not happy at all. I decide to steer the
conversation away from Sam. The tea comes in and mom excuses herself. This must
be her way of giving us the privacy to have our talk. I can also hear her forbidding
the neighbor’s children from entering the house. Thank you mum.
“Ni nini
yenye you wanted us to talk about?” she brightens up.
“It’s a long
story but once you get better-" My mind went blank before she finished. Was that an indirect invitation for something
else? Or am I jumping into conclusions?
NEXT: Why I
miss mom’s tender care.
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