Smith stood there crying for while and it made me scared and nervous, I began to wonder what the drama was about.
I stepped closer to him and asked him few questions, ‘whats wrong smith? Why are you crying?’.
‘thats my brother Mike,’ Smith said and it made me shiver.
‘What do you mean? That’s Frank my husband and he doesn’t have any siblings’ I replied looking so confused.
‘thats my brother Mike, his been dead for 6 years. He died in a car crash on his way to marry his beloved bride Emily but couldn’t making it to the venue’, Smith said wallowing in tears.
‘Oh my God! How can this be?’ I spoke out loud finding my way to the sofa to comprehend what have just heard.
‘if his dead, who have I been married to? Who have I been sleeping with? Who am I pregnant for?’ I asked almost screaming.
Smith just sat on the sofa looking at me and the pictures on the wall, I could tell he knows this person very well but I couldn’t bring myself to believe have been married to dead man for a year now and am carrying a dead man’s child.
‘Whatever you say I will not believe you, you are here for a reason. Talk to my husband to be off good conduct to me and you leave my house,’ I said to Smith trying so hard not to believe all he has said to me.
‘Am so sorry Jane I can’t be here, if truly this is the man you married then he shouldn’t see my face because am a familiar face to him in his other life. I have to go, when you are ready to know all about your husband you give me a call,’ Smith said as he left my house not even waiting for Frank to come back home.
I was left in living room thinking my head away, I began to think so much and it wasn’t a thing for the baby. I called his family but no one answered or even returned the call so I had an idea, since they weren’t picking my calls I will drive down to the village myself and know what the actual problem is.
I wanted to call my family and alert them on the latest problem in my marriage but I couldn’t it’s too early for complains and nasty dead man mystery.
I decided to do all the homework myself, I prepared my things because it’s going to be a long trip to Frank’s village.
© Tishania Ginikachi