Momster

"Piss piss for bed! Piss piss for bed" She shouted as she clapped into my face. "Piss piss for bed! You no dey shame! " She shouted all the more, clapping and jumping animatedly. I just stood there, tongue-tied. This blow had hit below the belt. All the memories of the pain and shame I had endured through the years came flooding back and with them, came the torrent of tears. I do not know for how long I stood there, transfixed, as she dragged out my mattress to the full glare of the curious crowd that had gathered. Something in me desperately wanted to fight back, like I had always done. But this once, all the fight had gone from my wounded heart. It was all over. I had finally lost face. My secret battle of over two decades had come to the fore. Was there anything left to hide? Slowly, Lawrence took my hand and walked me inside, I looked around and the little crowd had dispersed.