Davis could not take his eyes off her when
she finally finished her story, but what kept ringing in his heart was the fact that she was married and she is the daughter of a very powerful as well as a wealthy man in their part of the country. His mind weighed each question he would like to ask her but he just could not voice them out.
“But you said you love him, right?”
“I liked him that much to know I could live with him, I agreed to marry him, remember?”
“But did you ask him, as in did you confront him with this accusation?”
“Clara is not just a random person; she could not have made that up”
“I am not saying she made it up, I am just saying does your guy know what his real sin is?” Not wanting to say the husband.
“Why does he have to know, Clara swore he is the one”
“Ebe… sorry Chinwe, I think you just made a big mistake”
“Well, it is my mistake, but if your eyes are actually working well, I would like you to compare the pictures tomorrow, or wait, let’s compare it now. Wait for me”
He watched as she stood up fast and went back into the café, Davis does not know why he is defending the guy, but he would love to be given the benefit of doubt if he was found in the same situation. He watched quietly as
Henry ran around the field, obviously
enjoying himself and totally unaware of the happenings around him.
When she returned, she showed him a picture of her with two men, probably from a chat history with Clara; she handed the phone to him and went to Henry, pulling the playful boy with her till he was right in front of her.
“Look at him and point to who his father could be in that picture”
Davis almost rolled his eyes but did as she
said, and he was almost shocked out of his skin at the facial resemblance. The smile on Henry’s face and that on the man in the picture was 100% alike
“Well, I must admit that they look alike, but we share resemblances with people we are not even related with”
“Very good, look at the forehead of the man in the picture and tell me what is there that Henry also has?”
The birthmark was so obvious, a dark round patch just above the forehead, almost disappearing into his low cat hair, looking at Henry, one could see the birthmark very boldly as he has a lighter skin than the man in the picture.
“Clara and Henry used to live in Lagos and I watched him grow, we have tried everything we possibly heard off to get the mark off his forehead. I personally followed them to a doctor to ask what could be done to get rid of it, you know what he told us? He said it was
probably genetic. When I met Tokunbo, I
remembered asking him if he got the mark on his forehead from an accident and he said he was born with it. His mother testified to it that he had it from birth. I did not really connect the two, why would I, he was in the USA and Henry and Clara here in Nigeria, but
it was not a random accusation, how come the same man Clara pointed to has the same mark as the son she has”
Her story sounded credible enough to Davis, so he could not dig up any other defense in the man’s favor.
“But, why did you not ask him still, I mean I would have loved to be asked”
“Would he have said the truth?, well he
might, but does that make up for the damages done? Would that wipe away the pains of 4 years?”
“He could have changed you know?”
“It does not matter now, a rapist is capable of any other murderous act, believe me” the way
she said it almost scared him as if she had
been raped before, he almost asked he if she had been raped before, but he kept quiet and focused on the picture in his hand. He looked at it and also at Henry and could not but shakes his head.
They sat down there in silence for sometimes and neither of them knowing what else to say, Chinwe’s mind was torn again as if it was healing and fresh wound was inflicted on it again.
Her heart was heavy and she felt it in her
breadth, Davis handed the phone to her and asked calmly…
“So what do you want to… you cannot hide forever, you can’t, not with your father being influential and not with the social media,
sooner or later, someone would identify you”
“Don’t you think I know that, I fear more for Clara and her son, they don’t deserve to be hurt again, and especially not by me”
“That is right”
“I have to just hold on for now, I would
handle it when I get found out, but I need a low-key job to make me get some money and move out of her house and being seen with her as little as possible”
“A job is a good idea, but what type of low- key job could you possibly be looking for”
“I don’t know, all I know is I have to start looking for one”
“What are you guys doing out here, Henry, drop that right now” Clara called from the back door of the came and walked towards them.
She pulled her son from the insect he
was holding in his palms and came to where they sat.
“We are just taking fresh air. Are you through with what you are doing?”
Yea, I was able to download some materials for the topic, but I will have to edit them on my phone.
Rabbi is having a moment with
one of his staff, so I had to leave the room for them”
“What happened?”[/b] Davis asked curiously
“I don’t know what the guy did to get him so angry, he was practically spitting fire.
Thank God there is a door separating the staff room from the main cafe”
“Which of the… the tall fair one I guess?”
“I pray that guy does not push Joseph to the wall”
“Ehya, can we go back to the house now?, that mister has not had a time off play today at all”
“Ok, let’s go”
She stood up and looked at Davis who it was obvious by the look on his face that he did not want them to go, but he did not say anything,
he simply walked them back to the café,
where Rabbi was making a call, obviously still angry. He helped them gather their stuff and walked with them out of the café.
He motioned to him that he wanted to walk them to the road where they would get a tricycle to their house. They all walked towards the road with Henry taking his hands out of his mother’s so he could walk on his own, which was very amusing to Davis.
He walked back alone to the café when he
saw them seated in a tricycle after bargaining with the driver. His mind was filled with different thoughts and he could not help but go to the web to read about the story of her flee.
He was surprised however when he saw
instead that the news claimed she was
kidnapped which sent a cold s£nsat!on down his spine. As much as he would like to feel protective of her, his common sense still told him it would be dangerous for her to be found near anyone with such news flying around especially.