Palmer s Dance

In the middle of the night,every where was in utter darkness,I felt so tasty and needed a glass of water,I couldn't see anything,I tried looking for my phone to use it touch but I tripped during the process.

I blame no other then NEPA,the people controlling the power storage in my country Nigeria,after getting my phone and switching on the touch light,everything was now visible to me now.

I tiptoed down the stairs carefully,cause I didn't want to wake up my brothers or dad,upon passing my dad's room,I could hear him breathing heavily again,this mostly happen almost every night and dad doesn't even want to tell any of us about it.

After debating within myself for a while,I then decided to go in into dad's room to check up on him,I could hear him saying"please don't leave us…please don't",I wonder who could be that person he was trying so hard to convince not to leave us.

I tapped him slowly,then he woke up by slowly opening his eyes and looking straight into my eyes,his gaze always makes me tremble a little at his present,as if he could see my soul and read my mind,he then asked "why aren't I asleep?"

Shocked! I ignored his question and asked "dad are you okay?",his reply was yes but I could see he wasn't okay and was drained in his sweat but I decided not to push it since he doesn't want to talk about it.

I changed the topic by answering his previous questions,but saying I just needed a glass of water and also wanted to see my handsome dad's face.

He just look at me and laughed and said you are just like your mother,"my mother"I have no memories of her,she died when I was two year old and no one has ever told me the cause of her death,that's really frustrating but I didn't push anyone to tell me about her,course it seem painful for them to lose someone their love.

I can't really feel their pain course I don't even know her,all I know was her name Sandra,Okon Sandra the wife of my dad Mr Okon Kevin,I really wish I could get some info about her.

I left my dad in his room to have some rest,it seems tomorrow his a big day for him,I got the water I needed and also went back to sleep.

THE NEXT DAY…

The next day,I woke up in an high spirit,feeling good that everything is going to work out the way I planned it.

I went downstairs for breakfast with my dad and brothers,”my brothers”they always in one way or the other spoil my good mood,but today…I won’t like that happen.

I have three brothers,the oldest Steven,who is already a renowned lawyer,the second Brian,almost done with med school,the third Frank an engineering student and then me,the last born of the family,an high schooler.

I greeted my dad and brothers,I saw my dad mood seem to have improved,unlike last night,our house help then decided to serve me my breakfast since I was serving my serving myself,never even notice cause I was lost in thought,and now…my brothers all got the chance to pick on me.

I hated being the last born,but they are something’s we can’t just change.

I greeted her,her name is Sarah,she’s a sweet and nice lady,closest person as a mother figure to me and ofcourse I can tell anyone that for one reason or the other.

I had my breakfast really quickly cause I was running late,then I hopped into one of my dad’s cars to get to school on time.

Even though I crave to ride this baby,my dad will never allow me and the worst part is that I’m 17,but anyways,I let the driver my dad have gotten for me to drive me to school.