DESPERATE PLIGHT (Travails Of a hero ) - Season 1 - Episode 22

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DESPERATE PLIGHT (Travails Of a hero ) - Season 1 - Episode 22

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THE NEXT DAY
MR DAVIDSON’S RESIDENCE
(SITTING ROOM)
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The saturday morning looked bright as the sun rays penetrated into the spacious sitting room through the open window. The sitting room looked very large and at first sight, could be mistaken for a village town hall which some new pastors today use as their church auditorium. The interior decoration and designs were beautiful. The glass centre table sparkled and the marble floor glistened as the rays of sun touched them, the warmness and coolness of the room made it seemed like it kept enlarging every second.

Mr Davidson sat on the couch with his legs crossed. He wore just a blue three quarter trouser and white polo which made him look younger than his age and he also had his glasses on but instead of reading a newspaper, he held his ipad as he checked news update on the internet coz there was power outage.

“This PHCN people sef, you won’t have constant power supply but once it’s the end of the month, they will bring bill for you to pay, I just wonder when this country will let change take effect,” he muttered to himself.

“Yes dad, goodmorning,” Thelma greeted as she stepped down from the last lap of the stairs and moved to sit beside her father. “We are lucky that atleast we do have a little light here coz some people haven’t had light in the past three to five years,” she added.

The father sighed, “Don’t mind them my angel, let them continue to cheat us but one day they will pay,” he smiled and hugged her briefly.

“I missed you so much dad,” Thelma smiled too and held her father tight.

“I missed you more my angel, your mother wouldn’t even let me drink water and drop cup.”

“Which mother, I hope it’s not me you two are talking about o,” Mrs Davidson smiled as she walked in through the dining room where she had kept breakfast. She wore a pink top and tied her wrapper loosely around her waist.

Both Thelma and the father laughed while the husband beckoned on her to sit beside him too which she did and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

“Mum!” Thelma called and sq££zed her face playfully. “I’m still here o.”

“Naughty girl, don’t worry your marriage preparation will start next week,” the father said

“Wow! Thanks dad, I love muah,” Thelma screamed excitedly and pecked him on the cheek.

“Let’s go have breakfast,” the mother said and stood up while the rest did same and followrd her to the dining room.
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AT THE DINING ROOM
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Breakfast was jellof rice with fried beef, with orange juice to wash down. Thelma kept pecking at her food and it was obvious she was worried about something.

“Thelma, are you alright?” the mum asked.

Thelma startled and began to eat.

“Thelma!” the father called and she quickly dropped her spoon and stood up.

“I’ll be right back,” Thelma excused herself and ran upstairs to her room. She was worried about Lucy and couldn’t bring herself to tell her dad she wasn’t dead.
Meanwhile, the parents also abandoned their food and went after her…

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RICHARD’S RESIDENCE
[SITTING ROOM]
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Richard sat on the couch and leaned back as he stared at the ceiling fan that was swirling in the air. His wife and children had just finished having breakfast and sat at right corner playing cheese.

Richard didn’t have the appetite for food but no one cared to ask him what’s wrong, even his wife who always forced him to eat cared less as she concentrated on the cheese she played with her children. He felt very bad as he couldn’t stop thinking of the once peaceful family he had and how he had used his hands to shatter it. He knew if Jane goes through with the divorce, he’ll be doomed cos he his parents especially his father will disown and blame him and he will practically loose everything.

“Mum!” Ella screamed in excitement. “You’re cheating me.”

“Ha! Am not, am playing very well,” the mother defended.

“Its a lie mum, you’re cheating,” Emmy who just sat and watched laughed.

“So, you are supporting your sister abi. Don’t worry your dad…” Jane stopped herself immediately. “Your grandparents will support me when they come over,” she concluded and smiled but there were hurts in her eyes.

Emmy was about to say something, when suddenly there was a loud knock on the door and he stood up to check. Opening the door, a fair lady in a black trouser and yellow cotton top, stepped into the house while Richard quickly stood and stared at her in shock…