(...continued...)
When his neighbours saw him, they came to him. He knew
they wanted to know what had happened so he braced himself to answer their
questions. If he made any attempt to evade being question, some will not give
up, while others would go about with a wrong assumption and paint him black.
“What
happened?” Mama Ciro asked him.
“Mama it
was a set up o.”
“Set up
how?” another person asked. “What did they say you did?”
“They said I
stole money from where I work.”
“I hope
they did not hurt you.”
“My God
vindicated me.”
“Wicked
people. They are looking for a way to send you out.”
“I wonder
o,” Okezie said and walked in.
“Don’t mind
them you hear.”
“Thank you.”
Okezie went into his room and
locked himself in. He thought about his life and what he had just done. Thoughts
of Nkechi went through his mind and he felt dislike for her. He shook his head
and forced himself to think about something else. Before long, he fell asleep. Almost
immediately, he heard a tap on his door. It sounded like the person wasn’t
confident in knocking. He turned the other side on his bed. The knock came
again. He got up angrily, hissed and opened the door. He saw Ebuka standing
outside looking remorseful. He immediately banged the door and locked it.
“O.k.”
Ebuka called him. “Please open the door. I am sorry.”
Okezie
ignored him and lay on his bed. Ebuka called and knocked for a while and then
walked away. Okezie hissed and closed his eye. He slept off. The next knock
that woke him up was his aunty’s knock on the door in the evening. He stired,
got up and peeped through the window. Then he opened the door.
“aunty good
evening.”
“ehe,” she
answered as she entered his room. She stood by the door and observed Okezie for
a while. Then she asks him, “what is it that I am hearing?”
“What
aunty?” Okezie asked, pretending not to know what she was driving at.
“That you
were arrested today.”
“Aunty it
is a long story o.”
“I have all
day. Tell me what haooened.” She sat down and waited.
A
thousand thoughts ran through Okezie’s mind.
‘what
should I tell her now?’ he thought.
He
couldn’t bring himself to lie because of how close she was to him. She was like
a mother to him and one of his stunch support in the town. On the other hand,
if he told her the truth, he wasn’t sure what would be her reaction.
“I am
waiting.” She said and interrupted his thoughts. “Or you don’t want to tell me?”
“It is not
that aunty.”
“Then say
something because I am not going anywhere till I hear what happened.”
He
told her the truth.
“Aunty I stole
money in my office.”
It
came like a bombshell. The poor woman moped at him, mouth agape, short of
words. It was not what she expected to hear.

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