Mary Joe

This is How the World Ends: 1

I sat beside my wife as she lay on her bed, cradling our new-born who was just a few hours old.

I had no premonition of the terror headed my way; instead, my joy was complete at that moment- a wife I loved and who loved me, a new daughter and my father leaning on the wall, watching us.

I saw the almost teary glint in his eyes, the way he clenched his lips to avoid crying. He was happy, I knew that, and definitely proud of me. Raising me alone had not been easy on him, but here I was with a successful legal practice and a beautiful family.

I smiled at him, he glowed back, let our eyes lock, then he suddenly stood upright.

“Son, now that you are truly a man, its time I told you something.”

I nodded, feeling slightly heady that my father would bequeath such, well, high honorific on me. He did not attempt to excuse my wife; he knew we had no secrets between us. Saved me a conversation, I guess.

“I know I wasn’t anything close to a perfect father, but I did my best. I’ll tell you this though, the day you were born was my saddest day ever, or so I thought then. Your mother died having you; they brought you out –” His voice was breaking, choked.

“Dad, it’s alright, I know about this already.” I stood up to go console him.

He waved me back; that was my Dad, ever the gruff, no-help-needed person.

I sat back down.

“You know nothing, Son.” The voice was firmer, his spine straighter. This was going to be something, I thought.

“I was sad that day, but not just for the reason you think. You were born very early in the morning, and when they brought you out crying, telling me your mother was, urm, dead, I just did not want to see you at that moment. I told them to go clean you up and put you in a cot. Throughout that day, I sat in the hall outside the neonatal ward, sick of myself and staring into space. In retrospect, I think I might have been slightly catatonic.” He paused, as if the flow of words had been cut off abruptly “But later that evening, I went into the ward and saw you, for the first time. I fell in absolute love with you, just like that. I think you know what I mean, now.”

I nodded again, letting off a smile. “Yes sir, I do.”

“Good. So at that moment, I banished all thoughts of self-pity and fear; I would give you the best life possible, I promised. Since it was the hospital I worked in as a Doctor, I asked to see your charts and know how your health was like. That is when I saw it.” A plaintive look took over his face, he didn’t speak for a while

“Saw What, Dad?”

“Your blood group, Son. Of course, I immediately ordered for confirmatory tests, but they were right the first time. You are B+, but your Mother and I were both O+; it was not possible if you were our child.” He chuckled sardonically, but a certain horror had started creeping from my stomach into my throat. “I thought it was a case of mixed up babies, so I investigated to know if you had somehow been mixed with our own real baby. But every child was properly accounted for – so that left only one option. We did a DNA test; that was when I became sure you were not my biological son.”

“Daddy, tell me you are joking – ” I asked, rising from my sit and walking to him

“You know I never joke. I don’t have time for such foolery.”

I was dazed, like somebody had slapped me so hard I’d woke up in an alternate reality where up was down and nothing was right.


(Writers’ Note: This is a 4-part series.)

17 thoughts on “This is How the World Ends: 1” by O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

  1. Nalongo (@Nalongo)

    OH MY WORD!!!!!!!!!!

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @nalongo, yes! Oh my Word. That was great, knowing it had such an effect. But hang around and see what comes next -might leave you speechless.

  2. namdi (@namdi)

    It read well, but too short; kinda like a flash.

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @namdi, okay. I thought making it too long might make it cumbersome. But since you said this, I’m shortening it to 3 parts to make the 2nd part longer. Thanks for reading and, most importantly, commenting.

  3. That’s not very nice to hear. Wow! Good read

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @mcsnol, you think his was not nice? Wait for what comes next. Mindblowing shit. Thanks, bro. Muchas Amor

  4. @ Omoniyi-Adeshola, this sounds intriguing. Wondering where it leads to. Good writing. But one major typo:

    “That is when I saw it” should be “that was when I saw it”

    Looking forward to the next installment.

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @ayomitans, thanks bro. My bad. Hope not to disappoint on the next installment

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @amy78, I like that you like. Thanks. Keep reading

  5. Omila (@oriaifo-donald)

    haba…did he have to break it NOW?
    ‘ it was not possible if you were our child’…should have been ‘it was not possible that you were our child’.
    Nice telling!

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @oriaifo-donald, Thank you for the correction, and the commendation. He had a reason for doing so on that day, keep reading to know why.

  6. It is not fair why did you give it the title name and then stop somewhere without introducing anything about how the world is going to end.

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @khadijahmuhammad, I see your meaning and the reason will be clear in subsequent readings. Thanks for reading and your apt comment

  7. bunmiril (@bunmiril)

    Wow! this started out well.
    Looking forward to the other parts.
    Well done.

    1. O-Money (@Omoniyi-Adeshola)

      @bunmiril, thanks for reading. the full series is out here: and here:
      Hope yu’ll like it. Again, thanks

  8. Well…it was like the story was slapped on me or something, probably cos it was short and it did not have a particularly great build-up. I wonder where it leads though.

Leave a Reply