Where was I the first day his madness started? I had sneaked out to a party with some of my more rowdy schoolmates, it was Fash’s birthday. I had a lot of fun, drank a little alcohol and came back home through the fence and the window. He was in the sitting room watching BBC World News. He was addicted to the channel.

“Baby,” I heard him call.

“Sir,” I bawled back from my room.

I struggled a few moments to quickly divest myself of my party clothes and wear some nighties before I showed myself to my father.

“I’m here, daddy,” I was breathless behind his chair.

“Come and see this thing,” his eyes were firmly hinged to the screen on which many children seemed to be suffocating to death in something that looked like a big, multipurpose coffin.

“Jesus,” I said under my breath. It was a chillingly horrifying scene.

“Illegal immigrants,” he said by way of explanation.

I was beginning to have a dizzy spell just standing there. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the news, but I had to grip Dad’s chair for support.

“Won’t you sit?” he tapped my regular perch on the arm of the chair.

I had been a little scared to come too near him in case he could smell the alcohol on my breath, but I quietly obliged him and threw my face a little out of his way.

“There’s something wrong with the world,” I said. I knew it was the kind of remark he’d value hearing from a daughter like me – haha.

“Let me just tell you the real problem,” he said, shifting a little to face me.

He must have caught a whiff of something strong on me because he scrunched up his nose and asked me blandly if I’d been drinking.

I nodded slowly.

“Did you go out?”

I nodded slowly again.

I had begun to stand up and stand away from his anger when he pulled me a little roughly and I bounced straight into him. I didn’t know if Dad was trying to discipline me with spanking like he used to all those many years ago, but that would have surprised me less than what actually happened. He drew me and held me and I heard him sobbing in my arms.

“Daddy,” I reached a tentative hand to his shoulder. I didn’t know what to do.

“There’s something wrong with this world, my baby,” he said through the choking in his voice.

The news had moved on from the dying children on a ship sailing the Mediterranean, but I feared that my father was crying more for them than for me. I underestimated his madness.

Daddy wanted to know everything. Did I have a boyfriend? Did I love anyone? Was there something I liked to do besides school? I sighed. I was going to  give him a backhanded scolding for not scolding me as was his fatherly duty, but I remembered the children on the news, the ones Daddy called me to see, the ones he couldn’t reach, and I decided to tell him all. Right there on my  father’s laps, I began to find a friend in an older man.

I had underestimated my madness too.

10 thoughts on “Madness” by Felicia Taave (@FeliciaTaave)

  1. Eze Ifeanyichukwu Peter (@Pete)

    Wow. Bravo.
    Love is a beautiful thing.
    It is even more so when it surprises us with friendship.

    1. Felicia Taave (@FeliciaTaave)

      Thanks a lot @pete! Friendship is indeed the spice of love…

  2. simisolaade (@simisolaade)

    Not at all what I was thinking. It’s beautiful.

    1. Felicia Taave (@FeliciaTaave)

      Thank you @simisolaade! I’m glad you were surprised! Thanks for reading

  3. Nelson c.j (@Chetty)

    Mmwah mwah! This is pretty. It always relives us of some unknown burden when we have an arm to lean on.

    1. Felicia Taave (@FeliciaTaave)

      Awwwww! Thanks a lot @chetty! I’m glad you liked it… It does help us get through life to have someone to lean on

  4. Wow!I was spell-bound for a while after reading it. Nice

    1. Felicia Taave (@FeliciaTaave)

      Thanks a lot @sarahchristy21! I couldn’t have hoped for a better reader-reaction… Thanks for reading

  5. HISPLATFORMID (@Mikeal)

    Beatiful n Concise stuff!

    Mixture of affection n passion with a daze of a creatively opposite conclusion, so to write, of a hitherto would-be expection in a proactive mind

    1. Felicia Taave (@FeliciaTaave)

      @mikeal, your comment just wowed me!!! Thank you for reading…really . Thanks!

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