Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 7

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Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 7

He hated it whenever his wife cried. It always
feel as if thousands of needles were piercing his
heart. He was ashamed of his daughter. What
was Daniel thinking? What exactly happened
between them? Even Martha wasn’t sure. The
underwear in her fiance’s pocket must have
freaked her out. Lord God. His father doesn’t
want Sheila at any family event. That was a
drastic decision, regardless of what his
daughter had done. It was like saying he
doesn’t want to see any of them. This is not the
way to bring order to this situation.

“Take me home… ”
He met his wife’s red gaze. She looked dejected.
Their daughter’s actions had wounded her. He
cannot remember the last time his wife wept.

“Thank God,” Sheila muttered under her
breath. They were the last set of people to leave
the party hall. She needed to shower. Her dress
was beginning to stick to her skin.
John helped his wife to her feet. He picked up
her purse and led her out of the hall. Sheila
followed, she hope they were not planning to
lecture her tonight. They can talk to her in the
morning. She was in no mood to be scolded. All
she wanted to do was to celebrate. The witch
has been paid back in her own coin.
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Dorcas and Imabong led Martha into her flat.

She had cried all through their drive to her
house. Dorcas have never seen her sister so
broken. She must have loved Daniel greatly.

Imabong locked the doors while his wife helped
her sister to take her bath and settle in for the
night. An hour later, she joined him in the guest
room.

“How is she?”
“I have never seen her so… I…”
“What did you expect?”
She met his angry gaze.
“That neice of yours is a nightmare. What was
she thinking?”
She sighed, “I don’t understand her… ”
“John must do something about his daughter.
She is getting out of hand.”
“She was not as bad as this when she was
younger. ”

He grunted, “So she was born this way… ”
“I didn’t say that.”
He shook his head, “What was Daniel thinking?”
“I wish I knew.”
“What actually happened?”
Dorcas shrugged.
“Sheila must have been out of her mind for
pulling a stunt like this.”
“That young woman… Martha will never forgive
her.”
Imabong drew his wife closer. He hoped his
sister in-law would be able to sleep through the
night, although he doubts it. That was one of
the reasons why he suggested that they should
spend the night. She might need them.
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“Charles you were hard on John.”
He looked at his wife. Both of them had not
been able to sleep since they got home. How
could they sleep when their daughter was in so
much pain?
“Banishing Sheila from family functions will not
solve the problem at hand.”
He folded his arms across his chest.
“I know you were upset… We were all angry…
But your… ”
He raised a hand. Nnese stopped talking.

“It is high time John tightened the leash on his
daughter.”
“She is also your grand-daughter.”
He looked away, “I sometimes wonder if the
Adams’ blood run through her veins.”
“Charles! How can you say that?”
He shrugged. What else should he think? She
behaves like an outsider.
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Sheila made her way into the kitchen in her
pyjamas. The first thing she thought of when
she woke up was food. She opened the fridge
and took out a can of juice and a pack of
cookies. Junk food would do until breakfast was
ready.

Her mother walked in. She closed the fridge,
“Morning mum… ” She placed the can of juice
and pack of cookies on a table and sat on a
stool. Eureka ignored her daughter. The last
thing she wanted to do that morning was to
speak to her. She tried to focus on what she
was going to prepare for breakfast.
John walked into the kitchen, he had just had
his bath and he was hoping to down a creamy
cup of decaf coffee before breakfast was ready.

“Morning dad,” Sheila munched at the cookies.

She hopes breakfast would be ready soon. John
pulled out a stool and sat opposite his
daughter.
“Honey please come and sit down.”
Eureka frowned. Trust her husband, he wants
them to iron out the issue at hand as soon as
possible.
“Honey… ”

She left everything she was doing and joined
them at the table. Sheila groaned, here goes
the lecture she had dreaded since last night.

“What happened last night?” He faced his
daughter. Her brows were creased in a frown.

What did they want her to say? She wasn’t
sorry for what she did. The witch deserved it. In
future, her aunt will think twice before hitting
her.

Eureka grabbed the can of juice her daughter
was drinking and hurled it against the wall. The
pack of cookies followed. Sheila bolted from the
table, she had never seen her mother so angry.
“Honey… ” He could sense his wife’s anger.