EYES ON THE MARK

‘My leg my leg’ Seyi who now was sitting on the floor cried. ‘Oh my God’ Mrs Cole exclaimed as she saw the oil stain on her daughter’s sky blue jean trousers. She quickly turned off the gas cooker and helped Seyi remove her trouser as she called on top of her voice to Mr Cole, who was hearing all that was going on but showed no interest. Mr Cole staggered into the kitchen ‘what is it? Why you shouting my name like they are chasing you?’ he asked, obviously drunk. ‘Hot oil poured on your daughter’s thighs and that’s all you can say?’ she asked as she poured cool water on Seyi’s thighs. ‘So what do you now want me to do?’ he asked annoyingly ‘better take her to the hospital and don’t disturb me’ he said and turned around to leave. ‘Ha is that all you have to say?’ Mrs Cole was fed up of her husband’s lackadaisical attitude. She lifted Seyi up from the floor and supported her as they walked out of the kitchen to the main door. She shouted on top of her voice ‘Bimbo b

‘You must be out of your rotten mind’ Mr Cole shouted on top of his voice. ‘Me I’m not out of my mind o’ Mrs Cole replied holding tightly to his shirt, as she shook her body rhythmically ready to fight. ‘Have I asked too much? All I need is some money to take care of your children’ she told him almost shedding tears. ‘Hehehehehe’ he chuckled sarcastically ‘abi e ri obirin yi ni? (can’t you see this woman?),’ he clapped his hand in amazement. Then immediately, the sarcastic smile on his face turned into a frown ‘Woman, listen to me and listen well. You have no right to tell me what I am to do for my children. Is that clear?’ he shouted at her with alcohol filled breath oozing out of his mouth. ‘Don’t you have any shame Dare? Your children are in their rooms and can obviously hear you shouting at me’ she told him as she released his shirt from her hand. ‘There you go again, calling me shameless. Funke, I’m shameless  abi?  (right?)’ he asked, tapping his chest with his hand