Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 18

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Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 18

Boma, Edidiong and Sheila walked out of the
cinema hall. They had just watched a movie and
had decided to eat at one of the restaurants in
the building before leaving.
“Have you tasted their new pizza?”
Edidiong and Sheila shook their heads.

“You need to. It’s like tasting heaven.”
Edidiong rolled her eyes and Sheila giggled.
“I am serious, come with me.”
They followed him. Edidiong picked out a table for
them while Boma went to order their meal.
“I hope the pizza tastes as good as he sounds.”
Edidiong rolled her eyes again, “We will see.”
Sheila browsed through her phone and saw a
ping from her mother. She decided to reply. She
had, had a lovely time so far. Her cousins were
cool to hang out with. They could do this every
weekend or whenever they were free.
“What are you doing?”
“Hmmm… ”
“Who are you chatting with?”
“My mum,” her eyes remained fixed on the
phone. Edidiong stared at her cousin. It was
difficult to believe that she and her brother were
on an outing with Sheila. When was the last time
they had gone out together? Ten years ago? She
wondered why they stopped. How did they all
drift apart?
“Here you go!” Boma placed a box of steaming
pizza on their table. The aroma distracted Sheila.
“It smells good.”
“I hope it tastes good.”
“Trust me,” Boma winked at them.
“What about drinks?”
“Your turn,” he pulled out an empty chair and sat
down. His sister frowned.
“Don’t worry, I will get it,” Sheila got up and
hurried away. Her cousins watched her go and
exchanged glances.
“It’s hard to believe, right?”
His sister nodded.
“The last time she was this nice was when she
was nine.”

Edidiong nodded again. She remembered being
close to Sheila when they were young. She would
give anything to have that friendship back.
“Do you think she will return to the old Sheila
when her memory returns?”
Boma shrugged, “Let’s wait and see.”
She sighed. She hoped not. If the old and new
Sheila can blend, excluding all the drama, that
would turn out well, that would be fantastic, a
wish come true.

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Sheila stood at the gate and turned to look at her
parents again.
“We will pick you up in the evening,” her father
started the car.
“Go on… Go in,” her mother encouraged her.
She exhaled, turned around and pushed the gate
open. The moment she stepped into the large
compound, John drove off.
Her aunt’s house was as large as her
grandparents’ mansion. She wished she didn’t
need to visit them. The woman doesn’t like her.
She had sensed it since the first day they met.
She took a deep breath and started walking
towards the front door.

Martha watched Sheila from her bedroom
window. She had dreaded this day for the past
one week. If not for her husband’s constant plea,
she would have disagreed when her father
informed her that her neice would pay them a
visit, all in the name of recovering her memory.
Daniel came out of the bathroom, “What are you
looking at?”
Martha drew the curtains and headed for the
door, “Sheila is here.”
“Oh, I see… ” He watched his wife leave the room.
It had taken him a whole week to convince her.
The young helpless girl needed their help. What
else could they do?
Martha unlock the front door and opened it.
Sheila halted when she saw her aunt standing at
the door. Both women locked gazes.
“Don’t just stand there, come in,” she turned and
walked into the house. Sheila felt like leaving. She
could call her parents and ask them to pick her
up. She wasn’t sure she could go through with it.
She had a feeling that things might end badly
before sunset. Her parents wanted her to do this.
They believed it will help her. She exhaled,
swallowed hard and stepped into the house.
Martha and her husband were seated in the living
room. She greeted them and took a seat. No one
said a word and the silence was irritating. What is
she doing here?
Daniel nudged his wife, but she refused to say
anything. She didn’t even look at him.
“So… Sheila, how have you been?”
“Okay.”
“Can we get you anything to eat or drink?”
She shook her head.

“Okay,” he glanced at his wife and kicked her.
“Ouch!” She glared at him. What was wrong with
him? Why must she speak to her? She was in no
mood to chit chat with the girl. This whole visit-
thing was a failed experiment.
Sheila stood, “I want to go home.”
Daniel opened his mouth, then closed it. He
looked at his wife and frowned. Martha cleared
her throat and said nothing. Good! Finally, she
would have peace in her own home.
“I will call my parents, I don’t think they have
gone far.”
“Sheila… ”
“Why do hate me so much?” Her question was
directed at her aunt.

Martha blinked and looked at her.
“What did I do to you to deserve this… this
coldness… and… and hatred.”
Her aunt eyed her, “I do not need to refresh your
memory.”
“Martha!”
Sheila shook her head and walked out.
“What is wrong with you?”
Martha ignored her husband and walked out on
him.
“Martha!” What was wrong with her? Why
couldn’t she get past her bitterness towards her
neice? It was beginning to affect them negatively.
Sheila headed for the gate. How she wished she
could recover all her memories. She dialed her
father’s number. The phone began to ring.
Suddenly, her vision blurred. Images flashed
through her mind’s eye. She stopped walking and
tried to breathe. She felt as if a thousand bells
were ringing in her head. The images played like
a video tape, events, conversations, everything
she had said and done in the past nineteen years
ran through her mind. Her heart beat
accelerated. She placed her hands on her head.
Her kneels caved in. She hit the ground and
darkness consumed her.