It took me few minutes to compose myself and face her.
"What do you want from me Ifeoma? What else do you want?" I asked her
meanly, while she looked at me with stoned expressionless face.
"I came here to clear my mind to you, to confess and seek for your forgiveness madam."
my heart was beating at a faster rate than ever.
"ghen, ghen! what more do you have to say? we all know you slept with pastor David." Lizzy said and shook her head sympathetically.
"There is more."
"don't tell us you used juju or charms on pastor." Lizzy asked with her eyes wide open.
"tufiakwa, I am a christian, I can't do that."
"if I hear! you? hmmm. what you did to your madam is what a witch can do, it's same as using juju of course? talk please time is going."
Ifeoma looked at me, and then Lizzy.
"I was in love with Usman when I first came here. He loved me too. He even said he was going to marry me." She said stammering and trying to control the catarrh from running out of her nose.
"Who is Usman? this is the second time I am hearing that name." Lizzy asked with a worried face.
"David's Driver. David converted him from being a Muslim to a Christian, he was with us for 7years." I replied with a serious face.
Lizzy shrugs.
"The night we made love, I was ovulating. I was sure. I was scared, but when I realized I was doing it for the man I loved, I took off my mind."
"wait a minute, you mean you and Usman made love in this compound?" I asked, looking amazed.
She became silent for a while, and then spoke again.
"The first day Mama Georgina saw me, she advice me to seduce pastor, so that I can be pregnant for him, that you were barren.
She was going to pay me a huge sum of money and then change pastor's mind towards you. I was desperately in need of money. My mother was dying of breast cancer. My salary was not enough."
I felt my eyebrows pull together in a frown as she stared at me tearily and desperately.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me all what you were going through? I sent money to your family every month. even when I was in America, I never forgot. I would have created a sponsorship group to raise funds for your mother."
Everywhere became calm.
"I am so sorry aunty. My baby died just this morning. I am happy he has gone to rest, he was usually very sick. I came here to clear my mind, so that I can live with a clear conscience. "
She said in tears, her frantic voice sounded far away. My eyelids flutter for a few moments before I forced them open, my eyes were filled with tears.
Credit...Vicky Bon Uzuazor
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