Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 2

7 years ago

Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 2

Sheila headed for the main house. Getting away
from her aunt was the best thing to do at the
moment. She does not want to cause a scene
at her grandpa’s birthday bash. She had also
promised her parents that she would be a ‘good
girl’ today. She doesn’t want to disappoint
them. But her aunt was bent on making her
break that promise. That woman should go and
get a life. How old was she anyway? Thirty-nine
going to forty, what a shame.
“Sheila!”
Her aunt’s shrill voice stopped her in her tracks.
She turned around and saw Martha marching
towards her. What was wrong with this woman?
Why was she following her? The devil himself
must have sent her.
“How dare you walk out on me?”
“Why don’t you just leave me alone?” She
turned and started to walk away. Something
was definitely wrong with this woman.
“Sheila! Get back here!”
She ignored her and made her way into the
house. She went straight to the living room,
switched on the T.V and settled on the sofa. Her
aunt’s attitude was beginning to get to her. The
farther she was from her, the better.

Martha walked in fuming. It was high time she
taught her neice a lesson or two. She has had
enough of her rude and unpleasant attitude.
The whole family has had enough. She wasn’t
getting off easily this time. She picked up the
T.V remote and switched it off.
“Aunt Martha, that was uncalled for.”
“You are a very silly girl. How dare you walk out
on me? Who in God’s name gave you the
audacity to disrespect me? You lack home
training. Your parents are not… I repeat, they
are not capable of impacting good morals into
your thick incorrigible skull. ”

Sheila got to her feet, her aunt was beginning
to get on her already fried nerves, “Please don’t
bring my parents into this.”
“Why not? They have failed in their
responsibility. How old are you? Eighteen? Look
how you have turned out. Uncultured,
mannerless, spoilt…”
“Please, please… What do you know about
responsibilities? You are not married, talk about
having a child of your own. Here you are talking
about what you do not know.”
Martha hit her across the face, “Don’t you ever,
ever in your lazy life, speak to me like that
again. How dare you?”
John and Eureka walked in. Boma and Edidiong
had informed them that Sheila was being
scolded for being mean to them. They had
hoped that the day would end without
squabbles, but it seems that, that was not
going to happen.
“What is going on here?” John approached
them. Her mother took a seat on the seatee.
Sheila barely acknowledged them, her surprised
gaze was trailed on Martha’s angry ones. She
could not believe that her aunt had slapped
her. This woman has gone too far.

“Martha what is wrong?”
“I am disappointed at both of you,” she eyed
John, then Eureka.
“Martha, this is not the time to trade insults…”
“Insults…” She glanced at Sheila, “You should
have been here when this ‘small thing’ painted
me blue and black.”
Sheila attempted to hit her, but her father held
her back.
“Sheila!” Her mother jumped to her feet, “What
has come over you?”
“Leave her alone John. Let her try it. I will show
her the stuff I am made of.”
She eyed her aunt and released her hand from
her father’s firm grip. “You are going to regret
this.”
“Keep quiet!”
She met her father’s gaze, he didn’t look too
happy. She turned to look at her mother, she
was frowning. She dreaded the long lecture
they would give her when they get home.

“I don’t care what happened or who is at fault. I
want you to apologize to your aunt this
minute.”
Sheila eyed her father, she can’t and won’t
apologize to her aunt. Why should she? They
were not here when the witch slapped her.
She turned around and headed for the door.
Eureka’s jaw dropped in astonishment. John
sighed, God, what did I do wrong?
“Can you imagine? Look at your daughter. She
has gotten out of hand. Both of you need to do
something about her,” she eyed them again,
“… something fast.”

John and Eureka exchanged glances. What else
can they do but to continue praying and talking
to her. What else can they do but to wait
patiently for her to change. After all, she was
their daughter, their only child, and they loved
her regardless of her faults.