She awoke to the bright morning. It was a new day, they had all leaned on the root of the tree. It wasn’t the best tho, a lot of insects visited during the night sleep. “Oh God please help me” she muttered silently.
She rose to her feet, she breastfed the young boy, she plucked some fruits for her daughter to eat.
She tied her baby to her back with her wrapper. She held Hilda on by the hand. They left with the few bags they had.
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They knocked on the door and an old woman in her Late forties opened up.
The lady looked at them with scorn she really didn’t have time for strangers of any kind, who looked like they had no money at all.
“Yes?” She voiced out feeling uncomfortable. “Can I help you?”
They were taken inside after much plea from Mary.
The old lady was called Madam Dorathy She already had presence of grey hairs.
Madam Dorathy was surprised at the Mary’s pitiable decision.
The old lady looked at the her, the young girl, and the baby boy.
“We have no money ma’am” ended Mary.
She made Mary write the statement on a piece of paper. The younger lady signed.
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It touched the old woman to the core.
Why would a mum leave a precious son to the orphanage home. Well, sometimes it could depend on the situation at hand.
Mary and Hilda left.
Mary was so scared and hopeful.
She had earlier kissed him, held him up sadly and said “you’ll be great some day”
Madam Dorathy really felt for them she resorted to take care of the child personally, and with the institution’s funds, but tragedy would be knocking soon.
The mother and the girl had left the arena already and had gone a little bit far, but to no-where in particular, Mary was in thoughts. She kept speaking to her self.
She turned back to look at the orphanage home. “You’ll be fine, my boy, forgive my inabilities”.
Her mind flashed back to Pierre, at least her only son was safe now. She could relax a bit.
Then something else came through her mind. It wouldn’t be so bad if she worked at the orphanage home too.
Gracious!, she had never thought of this earlier, at least she would get to see her son always. And no one would trace her, not even Pierre. She turned to go back to see if luck would be on her side.
“Hilda?” She called on her little girl.
Hilda wasn’t with her too.
The girl had left too.
A speechless Mary didn’t even know how to start.
How careless she’d been. Oh!, what had she done. She was in a strange land too , where would she start looking for her daughter. She ran back to then orphanage home to see if her daughter had gone back, but Hilda wasn’t there at all. She slumped.
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“What’s his name?” Asked the tallest man indicating interest.
Pierre hadn’t given his son a name tho, he had no idea of any, there was no need for that.
“I don’t give him any” he replied.
“But I know where they live”
Pierre had been so confident of this, thinking that Mary would still be at home, being so nervous and insecure.
He knew he was being hunted by the police and wouldn’t dare risking it by appearing there once more. He would give them directions.
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She was hospitalized for two days, until she regained consciousness, Madam Dorathy had come to her rescue and called the nearby hospital for help. Oh,Mrs Dorathy stayed by her side in the hospital till she recovered.
Mary opened her eyes, she saw the old woman still carrying Nissan. She wept happily, she was really grateful to the old woman.
“We’ve been searching for your daughter too, since yesterday, but she’s still missing.”
It pained Mary, how could she lose two of her children carelessly.
“You can work with us here in the orphanage” said Mrs Dorathy.
Oh, Mary couldn’t believe her ears, she’ll get to see her son always, what a delightful news, but then there was no Hilda.
“We’ll continue the search and as soon as the police dig out anything, they’ll let us know”.
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The name of the tallest man was Backshiru. The other two guys were Billy and Bernard.
This time around, Backshiru left with Bernard in the car, while Billy stayed back to watch over Pierre who was tied to a pole.
If Pierre’s predictions were correct, then they would make him part of their team.
They were running out of cash and they needed a child this time around to make things faster.
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“She was made the assistant chef on the request of Mrs Dorathy. Her life was beginning to take form again.
But once , she would remember her daughter and wish that the girl was there with her too.
Oh, sometimes she wished she had a job when she was married to the monster. She was a house wife all throughout and had been saving from only what he gives her.
She would do her best in the orphanage home. She couldn’t stop thanking Mrs Dorathy everyday. But danger was looming around already.
Mrs Dorathy feel sick.