Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 22

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Must Read: Razor Tongue - Season 1 - Episode 22

Edidiong and Sheila got into the car.

“Is this how you will continue to allow people to
walk all over you?”
Sheila smiled, “I will choose my battles wisely.”
She eyed her, “Really?”
“Yes, and for the record, Zidani and her friends do
not worth a drop my spittle.”
Edidiong giggled.
“What would Jesus have done? I have decided to
follow his example.”
“Hmmm… ” She nodded and started the car, she
backed out of the parking area and headed back
to the campus. She was glad her cousin had
truely changed. One can respond to insultive
people in different ways. Sheila choosed to ignore
their insults and walked the path of peace. That
was something she needed to learn.

********

The door bell rang. Eureka groaned. Who could
that be? It was seven in the morning. Don’t
people sleep anymore? Her husband turned on
his side and faced her. His eyes were still closed.
“Honey… ”
“I am not leaving this bed. Whoever is at the door
should go and sleep?”
John chuckled and opened his eyes, “You are
wicked.”
“Whatever… ” She turned away and pulled the
heavy brown blanket over her head.
The door bell rang again.
“Honey… ” He shook her lightly but she refused
to respond.

********

Sheila opened her eyes, yawned, stretched her
hands and legs and pulled the blanket over her
head. The door bell had woken her. She
wondered who was at the door. Who could be
visiting her parents at this hour on a Saturday?
She heard the door bell again. Why was no one
answering it? She groaned and hurled herself off
the bed. Why did she bother to come home? She
could have remained in the hostel and no one
would have disturbed her sleep with door bells.
She scratched her hand and neck and staggered
out of her bedroom in her pyjamas.
The bell rang again. She hissed and quickened
her step. She yawned again and stretched her
hands. Her eyes felt watery a bit. All she wanted
to do was sleep. Who was at the door? She
unlocked the front door and opened it. She
narrowed her eyes due to the rays of sun
streaming into the house. She adjusted her gaze
and noticed a couple standing three feet away.
“Good morning Sheila.”
“Morning Sheila.”

Sheila frozed when she saw her aunt, Martha and
her husband.

“Are your parents in?”
She tried to speak, but her throat felt parched all
of a sudden. She moved away from the doorway,
giving them room to walk into the house. She
closed the door and watched them heading for
the sitting room. Why were they here? What do
they want? She had not seen them since she was
discharged from the hospital. A thousand
thoughts ran through her mind, but none could
decify her aunt and her husband’s visit.
Sheila left for the master bedroom. She knocked
and walked in.
“Mum… Dad… Aunt Martha and her husband are
here.”
No response. Where they still sleeping? She
approached the bed.
“Mum… Dad… You have… We have visitors.”
No response. She frowned and moved closer,
“Mum! Dad!”
“We heard you young woman,” her father sat up.

“For the love of God can’t someone sleep anymore
in this house!” Her mother got down from the
bed and marched out of the room in her
nightwear. She watched her leave and turned to
look at her father.
“Mrs. Cranky slept late. She will be fine once she
gets enough rest as soon as possible.”
She bit her lower lip, “Why is Aunt Martha and
her husband here?”
John smiled, “Let us go and find out.”
They both left the room and headed for the
sitting room.