‘Let madness strike you there this boy! Chidera, carry this basket and follow me’. I looked at Chima again, thankful that he had not gone mad yet, considering the fierceness with which Aunt Esther uttered those words. Chima is my 16 years old elder brother and we came to the village last week to spend the Easter vacation with our aunt Esther and her husband. Aunt Esther is our father’s elder sister. She has been married for what?- 8 years or thereabout, without a child of her own. I overheard someone say she is frustrated and that is the cause of her constant edginess. I looked at Chima again, checking for even the slightest sign of madness until my aunt’s voice forced me out of my stupor. ‘Chidera, I said follow me!’ I gave Chima one last look and followed her with the basket. Chima had obviously angered her by refusing to carry the hoe, so I had to bear the brunt of her anger. ‘You children are so spoilt and lazy. You hate doing work. This is what happens when you’re in a house wit...
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