Chapter 29: The Child’s Tears
The small girl hide behind her, dey shake, dey hold her cloth. “Sob sob, mummy… mummy…”
The girl just dey sob. My heart dey break for her. People dey look me, some dey shake head, some dey pity me.
I just pity the small girl.
I dey reason how her life go be, how people go look her for school, for church, because of this matter.
“Why? E mean say person must molest your pikin? She no fit just dey okay?” I ask the woman.
I dey beg her with eye, my voice low. I dey wish say this drama go end.
She look me with small eye. “Na my pikin—of course I want make she dey okay! But she don suffer!”
She dey shake, tears dey flow for her face. I dey look the small girl, dey pray for her.
She scatter my whole shop, then carry her pikin go outside, dey force her to point me.