The måd woman at the junction is actually my elder sister, but as she ran towards my father that night to enter his car, I knew that something was not ordinary
The way my father was smiling and holding her hands, this was not normal.
That was the greatest shock of my life; my jaw dropped, my mind almost lost in confusion.
You know why?
Because this wasn’t any måd woman but my sister; the same Chisom that got insane and had run out of the house.
This was the same girl my mum almost kllled herself searching; we searched every nook and cɍany.
How come she had been in that town hall and we never knew?
And how did Papa get to know the exact place to see her?
A thousand and one questions were running through my mind.
And while I stared at them from my hideout, I was trying not to shout, trying to keep my cool, because that would have spoiled my little investigation.
Just then I felt someone tap my shoulder from behind.
My heartbeat increased immediately in fear.
But when I turned back, there was no one. As I looked closely, I realised it was the rope of a faded political campaign banner that had touched my shoulder and not a person.
“Thank God.” I mumbled quietly to myself, heaving a sigh of relief.
By the time my eyes returned back to the spot my mind and my måd sister was, they weren’t there anymore.
Slowly, I went out of where I was, and that was when I saw the backlight of my dad’s car.
I was surprised to see it heading towards our house.
I had no option but to trail after it like I had done on his way there.
The community town hall to our house was like a 20 minute journey, and since the car drove slowly, it was possible to run after it through hideouts without being caught.
When I arrived at the front of our apartment, I saw Papa’s car parked in front of it. And he was standing right there with my lnsane sister.
So I managed to bypass them into the back door.
The moment I entered the house, I began to peep at them through the window.
Then I saw Papa brought out a small bucket from a car; a red bucket I had never seen in that house.
From the way he carried it, there seemed to be something inside; something like water, I suppose.
Not long after, he pulled Chisom closer to the bucket… he bent her head into it and began to wash her hair with the content inside the bucket.
In all of these, despite being a lunatic, Chisom didn’t resist at all. She obeyed all of his touch and commands.
As I looked at them, I could still hear my heart beating terribly like I was watching a real life horror scene.
But it was the next thing he did that jolted me into screaming out loud.
I couldn’t hold it.
To be continued…
