Must Read: Paradox Of Abel - Season 1 - Episode 19

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Must Read: Paradox Of Abel - Season 1 - Episode 19

2010
Kofoworola Alabi watched as her son left the house. She prayed for fortune to smile on him; the young man had been called up again for an interview today. She sincerely hoped that this particular interview would not be cancelled as the numerous others had been. She knew he desperately needed the job, he was already getting increasingly frustrated, it was a dangerous thing for a young man of thirty-three years old to still remain unemployed. The desperation might lead him to engage himself in some evil conducts. There were many depraved men out there searching for unemployed people to do their dirty jobs for them. Kofo shuddered; she felt goosebumps grow on her skin. A sudden premonition had suddenly descended on her; she didn’t know what prompted this feeling of something bad happening soon. She was certain that this feeling did not result from her worries about her son’s fate. This feeling had occurred to her without reason, like she was possessed by a strange spirit into a stranger realm. She felt deep within her that something evil was going to happen. She was scared; her son had just left the house, maybe the evil was going to happen to him. Maybe not only would her son lose the job again but something far worse was also going to happen to him. She quickly knelt down to pray, begging God to protect her son and bring him home safely – even if he had to lose the job; there would always be more job opportunities as long as he remained alive. She prayed fervently.
But what Kofo didn’t know was that the sudden sense of foreboding she had was not about something evil happening to her son. The evil was going to happen to her.
After praying, she stood up and look up at the clock, it was almost noon. She was surprised to realize that she’d been praying for half an hour. She loved her son too dearly and a quick thirty minutes’ prayer for him was not too much. She felt suddenly hungry; she hadn’t had her breakfast. She’d forgotten that she wasn’t fasting today. She went to the kitchen and served herself the leftover yam and fried eggs she’d prepared for her son. She returned to the sitting room with the plate of food. She switched on the television and switched it off after searching through the stations and finding no interesting programme.

Every channel seemed to be about the raving World Cup tournament. She couldn’t wait for the football competition to end. She always wondered what people saw in that kind of sport. Kofo had no interest in any sport whatsoever; she’d rather be watching the news or a Mount Zion Christian movie.
She sat herself down to eat the food but before she could take a slice of the yam a knock sounded on here door. She’d been expecting a guest; an important guest to her. She wanted to confess something very important to this person. She’d suffered enough sleepless nights over this secret, it was high time she confessed to have peace of mind. Even her son was beginning to think she was losing her mind. Of course, she might totally lose her mind if she didn’t make this confession. She had to right her wrongs now.

She gasped in surprise when she opened the door. She was amazed at the figure she was seeing.
“Hello, Mrs Alabi.” The figure greeted, smiling warmly.
“How come? I – I thought -”
“Don’t bother saying it, Mrs Alabi. I already know what you wanted to say. I used to be.” The figure replied, “Won’t you ask me in?” The person was still smiling.
“Of course, please come in.” Kofo said. She turned to cover the food on the table. Then she realized her mistake, but it was too late. She shouldn’t have turned her back on her guest, knowing the kind of person this visitor was.
She felt the stab go deep into her back; she couldn’t even scream. What she remembered before darkness set in were the wicked smile of her attacker and the face of her son.
Kofoworola Alabi died with her confession.