The battle to save me

Chapter two

Traveling to Glosa city was not as exciting as I expected it to be, It was fun at the beginning being the first time i will be leaving my hometown, I couldn't stop looking outside and discussing everything little thing I saw with my mum. Seven hours into the journey, I couldn't wait to get off the bus, the whole journey took about 16 hours with just three stops in between, my legs and joints were sore and the little flesh on my buttocks felt nonexistent, I could swear that at some point there was no flesh cushioning, it was uncomfortable to say the least.

We put with it till we got to the final bus-stop, where we boarded another vehicle to our destination, "I bet the driver overcharged us" my mum said, still feeling cheated after haggling over the initial price to half of it, for over twenty minutes.

I can't lie i was a bit nervous and uncertain the entire ride, how comfortable can we possibly be staying with a woman, her husband and three kids? but I tried hard to think and look on the positive side.

"Madam we are here, this is the furthest I can take you, all you need to do, is walk straight down, turn left and go up the street by your right then you can ask for the house number" the driver said bringing down our duffel bag as fast he could, as if he couldn't stand breathing the same air as us following his directions we got to aunt Mary's house with ease.

As soon as we approached the house, It became harder to shake off the feeling that something doesn't seem right. The house wasn't looking how I pictured it in my head, but then again it doesn't matter, we knocked on the door, but it seemed no one was home so we decided to sit and wait and wait we did.

It would have been better if we could contact them, but back then you could count the number of people that own mobile phones in a street on one hand, and you don't have to use all your fingers, as a matter of fact I had never seen one up close.

A kind tenant walked up to us to ask who we were looking for "my cousin Mary" my mum responded "oh you mean Mrs smith?" my mum nodded, "they moved out a month ago to Sag city her husband was transferred there", the expression on my mum's face was one I'll never forget she looked crushed.

We asked if there's a way we could contact her or if she knows where they moved to in Sag city "yes, she dropped her address, as a matter of fact I'll be going to Sag city next tomorrow and I promised I'll pay her a visit when I do, I can pass your message when I get there" the woman said, "thank you so much" my mum responded happily.

I was already panicking and beyond myself with worry considering the fact that we don't know anyone here or have a enough money to pass the night at a guest house, and I was pretty sure mama was far gone in thought too, much to our relief the kind woman offered to let us stay in a spare room in her house for the time being and she ushered us in her house.

While putting our things away I could see mama trying hard to hold in her tears, "it's going to be okay, we'll be alright" I said trying to convince myself more than the comfort her "I wrote to Mary and I told her we'll be coming this month, you know I chose to embark on this journey after so much persuasion from her, i wouldn't have come all the way here if we never had this conversation, she could have left a message for us at the very least if they had to move on a short notice, I don't know how we are going to survive with the little money we have left, thank God for the kind neighbor let us in if not we would have no option but to sleep outside, I'm sorry I am putting you through all this" she added finally bursting into tears, "I don't know how, but I'll make sure everything is fine, I feel like I owe you that much" she said burying me in her arms.

After crying for a while we cleaned up, and went out to eat with the nice lady whose name I learned was Alice, she tried engaging us in small talks, but neither of us were in the right frame of mind to entertain or indulge her we went to bed after dinner, uncertain and scared but content and grateful knowing that it could have been worse.