The Ghost Man – Season 1 – Episode 2

By Tiana Cole Williams.

(A true life story)

A LIVING DEAD

CHAPTER 2

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I watched as she searched

frantically for all the documents

to my properties. She piled them

up beside the wall mirror,

looking herself in the mirror and

smiling.

FLASH BACK

I smiled within me, knowing

how I just escaped death by the

whiskers. I was such a lucky

man. I remembered how it all

happened the day before. I came

back earlier than I usually do

without calling to inform my

wife. Chioma wasn’t in the sitting

room, I decided to tip toe to the

bedroom to surprise her.

On getting to the door I could

hear her voice, she was on the

phone with her mother.

“Mama, are you sure it will kill

him?”

“Yes, I trust Akanshi.”

“I can’t wait for this man to die, I

need my freedom to live as I

want.”

“He will die tomorrow, just follow

the instruction. Add the

substance in his juice and make

sure he drinks it.”

“I will Mama, trust me.”

I was glued to the spot. My own

wife was planning to kill me and

tomorrow I would die by

poisoning. I tip toed back to the

sitting room and as quietly as I

entered I left. I left knowing what

to do, for to die I would.

The next day, being today, the

day of my death, I left very early

to my office like everything was

okay. I came back in the

afternoon prepared to drink

some juice and die. Chioma my

wife was exceptionally happy to

see me, I was pretentiously

overjoyed to see her. We kissed,

yes, and we made love on the

couch.

According to her plan, she went

and brought a glass of juice for

me. And according to my plan I

sent her to bring my briefcase to

show her a very important

document. She left. Before she

came back I had exchanged the

glass of juice with a different

one. She saw me gulp down the

last juice as she came back. She

cracked a smile.

According to plan, I began to feel

some pain in my stomach. As the

pain grew severe I began to

crawl on the floor. Chioma, as a

loving and caring wife came to

help, I told her to take me to the

room. She did and laid me gently

on the bed.

“Honey, you will be fine,” she

assured, “I’m here for you.”

Such a loving wife.

I began to shiver and I began to

foam from the mouth, then I

died.

TO BE CONTINUED…

What could have prompted such a dubious plan between Mother and Daughter? What do you think the man would do?