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The serenity of the compound was cut short on Thursday morning by the preacher who lives next door. He appears to be scolding a girl who happens to be a daughter to a single mother in his congregation.
His voice could be hard echoing across the street like a trumpet on the day of resurrection. He was scolding the girls at the same time preaching the gospel, using his one stone to kill three birds.
His first bird is the girl whom he was talking to, his second bird is the lost sheep who he was preaching to and his third bird is the late riser who likes to wake up late.
Talking to the girl he said what were you thinking when you left the house without returning for four days? Did you consider your mother or sibling at all? All the girl could do in response twas just to wail. It was so loud that I could hear everything from my room.
After rebuking the girl for about twenty minutes, my backyard neighbor came to them to inquire what made them disturb our early morning solitude. The girl's mother then narrates what led to the scolding event.
As she was about to start her narrative, I quickly went to use the restroom and returned to my room so I would not miss any details from her story. She said Cindy left the house four days ago and got back just this morning.
My backyard neighbor then asked did you send her an errand to somewhere far away that she had to sleep over? The woman said no, I only sent her to go to the store to get some groceries for the house and she said she was going to stop at Toddy's place to say hi.
By this time, the preacher had asked one of his sons to bring chairs so they could sit. They were seated while I was standing holding the burglary of my windows and hiding behind the curtains because I do not want to miss a glimpse of the story.
The woman continued “I called Toddy's and she said Cindy had not been to any place all day but she would call back if she comes to her house anytime soon. I could barely eat nor do anything all through that day. By ten pm at night, I had to put a call across to Toddy again for the fifth time that day and she gave a negative response as usual.
I contemplated going to the police to file a missing person case but I knew I would not be attended to because it was not yet up to forty eight hours since she left the house. By six in the morning the following day, Toddy's call came in and she said mummy, I called our other friend and she said Cindy told her that she will be spending the weekend at her boyfriend' house.
A breath of relief, at least I now have an idea of where she meant to be unlike initially when I feared she might have been kidnapped or held hostage against her will. By ten in the morning, I was already at Toddy's house.
When I got there, her parents offered me a breakfast of lentils pudding and broccoli but I couldn't bring myself to eat much. I ate little after being without food for more than fifteen hours then we called the other friend that Toddy was talking about on the phone the other time.
When we called the first time the call went straight to voicemail, then Toddy said we should wait for another hour as Laju the other friend might have gone to swim. While waiting, the one hour seems like a whole week but I had to wait all the same. At last we called and Laju picked., She said my Cindy told her during a conversation that she would be spending the weekend celebrating her boyfriend's birthday on a boat cruise.
I had to report what I was able to gather to my pastor here who assured me that we should keep all fingers crossed and believe that she will return home safely. I kept all hope alive as he said and today by seven in the morning, her royal majesty appeared at my door step without a starch claiming that she lost her way".
By the time the woman concluded the story, I was angry to my bone. Thank god that girl is not my child else today would have been her wedding ceremony. My back yard neighbour advised that the girl should be made to live with the preacher and her mother agreed.
Thanks for taking your time to read through, Yours truly 