A story written by BukkyDan (firstname.lastname@example.org)…
Williams inhaled and exhaled sharply; as he perched on a chair, watching his daughter chatting with Tunji- he could swear that she was a changed person, her smile was so genuine, her eyes glinted as she spoke. But she was delibrately keeping him out her circle, she hardly glanced his way and carefully changed each topic that might involve him. Could it be that she still held a lot of things against him?- he mused. All he got from her was a ‘thank you for been there’ and a tight hug he wished would last forever.
She laughed as Tunji pulled her cheeks playfully, her collar bones shooting out- she’s lost so much weight.
The question doctor Krishna asked him came ringing like a bell in his head.
“was she emotionally abused as a little girl?”
that was not possible cos he made sure all his kids got all they wanted. He treated Sasha as a special child, letting her have her way in all things, in what way did he err?
“Did you hear what this naughty girl said?” Tunji asked catching his attention.
“Its the truth nah! You need to see those images, it was funny.” Sasha quickly said.
“What image?” her father asked.
“She said at a point the doctor and the nurses looked like aliens with large ears and all.” Tunji laughed.
“Oh” Williams forced a smile, though he didn’t find anything funny in their discussion. There was a lot on his mind,-his company; he’s spent a lot already on the trips and medical bills, his family- oh yes he’s still got Joyce to tackle.
He caught Sasha starring at him, perhaps she was expecting him to laugh or say something; slowly she lowered her eyes her face losing its brightness.
He sighed, what was he to say? He racked his brain.
“I can see you’re having a good time with your family” a nurse strolled in carrying a tray.
“I’ve been expecting you for ages.” Sasha looked up happily.
“expecting me or your medications?” the nurse teased, turning to exchange pleasantaries with Williams and Tunji.
“I’d miss you when I leave.” Sasha murmured as she downed a glass of water after taking taking drugs of different shapes and sizes.
“I’m missing you already.” the nurse smiled taking the glass from her.
“Even still, I’m happy you’re strong now.” she added searching for something in her pocket.
“Our deal?” Sasha stretched forth her right hand expectantly.
“You know we shouldn’t do this.” the nurse complianed as she placed a small plastic container whose label was carefully stripped off, in Sasha’s outstretched palm.
“Yea…you say that everyday” Sasha rolled her eyes.
“I’ll be back with your food.” the nurse strolled out of the room.
“Whats that?” Williams asked as Sasha examined the small plastic container.
“Ice-cream.” she replied giving him the look that says ‘what else does it look like’.
“She bribes me with this each time I take my pills, just so I won’t throw up” Sasha smiled at Tunji
“Against the doctors rule,” she snapped her fingers.
“Maybe its bad for your health.” Tunji frowned.
“Well… I’ve had it for days now, and I’m still alive.” she made a face.
She fumbled with the lid.
“My nails hurt, who’d help open it?”
“Here, let me help you.” Williams said rather too quickly. He had to make himself count to her, he loved her.
“Thank you.” she collected the open plastic from him, looking surprised.
“Hmmm” she smelt it.
“Uh la la, vanilla…this lady wanna drive me crazy.” she smiled dipping her finger into it.
Williams laughed alone, she looked cute. The memories- when she was still below seven, how she’d dance and sing each time she ate. How she poured a large tin of Milk and cocoa on the floor, emptied a bottle of water on it in an attempt to make ‘ice-cream’, how she ran to him with tears mouthing the words ‘daaadddy…my ice-cream did not do…it did not stay one place…’.
Or was it how she danced the day he bought her a live chicken? He had to catch it on tape.
He shook his head slowly, his lips still curved in a smile. What ever severed his relationship with his daughter? She came as a miracle when they least expected, the gap between she and Cassandra could testify to that. She was everybody’s favourite, a beauty to behold when her dreads started to form. But things changed before she clocked ten, the little-smiling-cutie disappeared to give way to the always frowning girl, who would snap and snarl at any given instance.
He need to change things again, he wants his pretty daughter back, but first Joyce must be tackled.
To Be Continued….