“Stella!! Stella!!!” Mrs. Johnson called her from downstairs
“I’m coming Ma” Stella replied
“I would be going out soon. Make sure Grace finishes her food takes her drugs this morning and afternoon, you hear?” She looked at Stella and Stella nodded. I’m not sure Grace has enough strength to wash up in this afternoon, so wash the morning and afternoon plates.”
No strength? Wasn’t it the same person that was jumping up and down the house yesterday? So now, she has to wash plates for her. Stella angrily looked at her sister sluggishly picking at her spaghetti. Grace looked up and raised one eyebrow. Stella nodded and mouthed a ‘you’ll see’.
It was afternoon and Stella was angrily washing the plates in the kitchen. Grace was sleeping in the sitting room; can you imagine? She can’t keep on being the good girl of the house that people just throw tasks at. Yes, she was going to break at least two plates and she wouldn’t wash the rest well. She nodded, affirming her motive.
It was night and Stella found herself standing in front of her Mum and Aunt.
“Why would you break my plates??!! Because I asked you to wash them for Grace? What nonsense!!” Mrs. Johnson was furious.
“Kemi, calm down”. Aunty Seun said. “I’m sure it wasn’t intentional.”
“Aunty Seun, it wasn’t….”
“Shut-up!!!!” Aunty Seun shouted at Stella.
“Seun, she’ll move in with you oo, you’ll carry her and go. I’m tired.
Move in with Aunty Seun? Stella was so happy. She was freer with Aunty Seun; but she didn’t understand why she was shouting at her. Aunty seun always supported her. Anyways, she liked the idea.
Stella heard a noise at the window. She turned to see a lizard struggling with the net. It was still afternoon. She had just finished washing the plates, unsuccessfully breaking some. At least they weren’t clean, she smiled.
She was about leaving the kitchen and a fresh anger poured on her. Not anger from washing the plates, but anger from the fact that she knew she still going to wash those plates again. That good girl attitude never left her. She turned back.
Mummy had returned from work. She thanked Stella for washing the plates. Stella nodded and looked at Grace, she winked and Stella felt like slapping her, but couldn’t, she frowned. She was the good girl of the house.