Must Read: Razor Tongue [completed] Season 1

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Must Read: Razor Tongue [completed] Season 1

SYNOPSIS:

Her lips spit venom. Her very presence spells
doom for all. Her family hates her with passion.
She has no more friends because all have
tasted from her bites. Everybody want her out
of their lives but she stuck to them like a leech.
One unguarded moment led to a series of
events which left her much more vulnerable
than a day old baby. Bingo! Everyone wants their pound of flesh.


Charles Adams took a quick glimpse at his
appearance in the standing mirror nailed to the
cream wall of the master bedroom. A seventy
year old six feet tall dark broad shouldered man
clad in an ankara embroiled outfit stared back
at him. He had aged slowly, some say he looks
as if he was in his mid sixties, he could accept
that, but those who say he looks like he was in
his fifties were liars.



He had lived a good life, retired as a renowned
medical doctor, married to an extra-ordinary
woman who bore him three wonderful children.



Martha, his first daughter and first child was
doing very well in the banking industry. But her
unmarried status have been a form of weak link
in her chains of success. She would be forty in
two months time and he wonders how she fares
emotionally. Whenever she pays a visit, she
puts up a wall labelled ‘I am fine’, painted with
a plastic smile that barely reached her hazel
eyes.



Dorcas, his second daughter and last child was
married with two children who are in their
teens. She was thriving in the event planning
business and her husband was a famous
professional photographer. The likes of TY Bello
and Co. She and his wife had planned the party
and her husband’s assistants were assigned to
capture the day in pictures. Perfect, isn’t it?
Nice to have these set of people in the family.



John, his only male and second child was also
married; his beautiful wife did not conceive until
after Dorcas had, had her two children,
although John got married before her. He and
his wife were doing well, lost in the work and
things of God.



That young man could have done better things
with his life. He had a Phd. in International
Relations, Masters in Law, and Bsc. in Political
Science. His qualifications were wasted in the
pursuit of an unseen God, not that he didn’t
believe in God, but, should one stop one’s life
and jump into, into… What did John call it?



Ministry, Calling? Yes, that is exactly what he
called it, calling, divine calling to be precise.



Charles shook his head, dark brows knitted in a
frown. If they were doing God’s work, why did
God curse them with such a trouble-maker of a
child? Was Sheila their thorn in the flesh? That
young woman can drive any sane person crazy
with just a single word. He shivered at the
thought.

“Young man! Don’t tell me you are not yet
ready. Everybody is here!” His wife’s voice
drifted into the room from the hall way.


She made her way into the bedroom and found
her husband chuckling. One brow raised, “What
is so funny?” Charles walked up to her and
pulled her close, “At seventy, you still call me a
young man.” Nnese tried to pull away, but he
tightened his grip.
“No matter how old you are, you will always
remain my young man,” She winked, “We have
guests to attend to.”


He sighed, it was his birthday, a few family and
close friends were celebrating with them. He
would have prefered an uninterrupted day
alone with his wife, but, a small party had
already been planned before he could voice his
desires.


His dark brown eyes drank his wife’s petite
frame. At five feet six inches, curvy hips and
abundant b0s0m, she could carry herself even
at her age. Her chocolate cream complexion
hasn’t lost their glitter.
“Charles… Guests are waiting.”
“Queen Nnese…” He took a bow, “Let us attend
to our hungry guests.”

She could hardly stop the laughter that
bubbled through her. Her husband could be
comical when he wants to be. That was one of
the reasons why she married him.


Charles and his wife headed for the garden. The
moment they walked in, everyone seated got to
their feet and started singing, “Happy birthday
to you…” Martha and her siblings went over to
their parents and hugged them, followed by
their spouses and children. Charles thanked
everyone for coming and the party
commenced.


Sheila joined her cousins at a table. Edidiong
and Boma came along with their dates. She
wondered why they always bring someone new
to every family event. Their relationships barely
last a month. Why bother?

She wasn’t interested in a relationship at the
moment. At five feet nine inches, with a slim
and well curved body, she had, had her share
of admirers. But not until she graduates at
twenty one, she will not venture into any
relationship.

“Sweet heart, have you met my cousin?”
Edidiong was speaking to her date, but was
staring at her. Sheila met her gaze, the look in
her eyes spelt mischief and she could discern
that her cousin was up to no good. She had
promised her parents that she would avoid
squabbles, but if anyone brings trouble her
way, she was more than ready to fight back.
“Her name is Sheila and she is the black sheep
of the family,” She and her date started to
laugh. Sheila decided to ignore them.
“Cat got your tongue?” Boma addressed her.



He
and his date were also laughing.



She noticed that they were beginning to attract
attention. If she allowed her cousins to go on
with their ridiculous comments, she might lose
her temper. She decided to end the whole
tirade once and for all, before it got out of hand.



She pointed at their dates, “If both of you think
they are serious about you, then you better
think again,” they all stopped laughing, ” These
two cousins of mine bring a different date to
every family function. I have photos in my
phone as proof.”


Boma and Edidiong starred at her in disbelief.


An uncomfortable silence settled over them.


Boma’s date picked up her bag and got to her
feet. He reached out for her hand, but she used
her bag to hit him and headed out. He got up
and hurried after her.



Edidiong’s date pushed his food away and
dabbed his lips with a napkin. He drained his
glass in one gulp and pushed his chair
backwards.
“Sweet heart…” He ignored her and left the
table without a word. Edidiong shot her cousin
an angry look, “You will pay for this!” She
threatened and ran after her date.



Mission accomplished! Sheila sighed and sipped
at her drink. Martha saw her neice and nephew
running after their dates. She wondered what
was going on. She turned and saw Sheila
smiling sheepishly. She left her seat and
approached her, “When are you going to stop
this unpleasant habit of yours?”



Sheila looked up at her aunt, wondering what
she was talking about.
“Were you born to make everyone around you
miserable?”
Boma and Edidiong returned without their
dates. Their countenance brightened when
they realized that their aunt was scolding their
cousin.


“Must you wave your wand of despair at every
family function? Can’t you be normal just for
once?”


Sheila placed her glass of chilled chapman on
the table and stood, the only way to avoid
creating a scene was to leave. She eyed her self
righteous aunt who didn’t even bother to find
out what had happened before shooting blames
and insults.
“Is it me you are looking at like that?”
Without a word, head high, shoulders raised,



Sheila walked out of the garden. Martha starred
after her in mad rage. “Look at this little
ingrate…” She marched after her neice.



Boma and Edidiong exchanged glances, trouble
brews for Sheila. Both teens went in different
directions to alert their parents and Sheila’s
parents.