top of the stairs as she came down in a storm.
My father looked at me in shock and I looked back at him with no expression as he saw his raging wife descend upon him, with her arms waving, making me take cover to avoid getting caught in the hurricane.
It was obvious that my father wasn’t prepared for the wrath of my mother as she caught him off guard with a few punches before he was able to restrain her and finally get some understanding of her fury. ‘What the hell is wrong with you, Niamh?’ he panicked. ‘I know about it all! Did you think I wouldn’t find out? Why would you marry me if you still wanted to be with her? Was I just a trial session? Just a bit of fun? Well fuck you Parwez! I don’t need you and never will so piss off,’ she spat as she hit him again.
My father looked at me for help but when my mum was angry, I usually did the clever thing and back away as she was a very fiery woman when she got started. ‘What are you going on about? Are you going crazy?’ he gasped as he moved away from her.
Never call an angry woman crazy and expect to get away with it!
‘Crazy? You think I’m crazy? You have no idea what crazy is,’ she screamed and with that the crystal vase Gabrielle bought them one Christmas, flew towards his head!
Luckily, he ducked in time but there were more items aimed at him and I must admit I was very impressed at his speed and co–ordination at dodging them.
‘Nita, please be the voice of reason and tell me what has possessed your mother?’ he begged.
‘We know about your affair with Shampa, dad,’ I responded in a disappointed tone.
It all got too much for my mum as she dissolved in tears and I went to comfort her.
Dad grabbed a chair and sat down with his hands over his face and didn’t look up for a few minutes, as he looked like he needed to gather his thoughts.
There was an air of silence as everyone looked at the broken items on the floor as they represented our past happiness and present misery. ‘I haven’t cheated on you, Niamh. You know you are my heart, my soul, my universe, just like our children are to me. I can explain everything, just give me the chance,’ he begged from a distance.
The doorbell sounded, which distracted my attention as I forgot about the takeaway with all the recent commotion. I went to collect the food and threw the money at the delivery boy, and ran back into the room before my mother killed my father but when I re-entered, they were sat in the same positions with my mother looking into space and my father watching her with sorrow in his eyes.
As I put the food on the table, she turned suddenly which made both me and my father jump and asked calmly, ‘I only have one question, have you met with her recently?’ I tried to telepathically beg my father to answer, ‘ no’ straight away but my powers failed as he slowly responded, ‘yes I have, but it isn’t what you think,’ he alleged.
I froze as I was close to him so anything she threw would most definitely hit me but she just looked away and continued, ‘you said you would never see her again, so what has changed?’ Dad must have been feeling brave as he slowly moved towards her and got down on his knees and softly answered, ‘I know but I can’t explain it just yet and especially not in front of Nita. Please give me a few days to sort it all out, Niamh?’
Mum rose to her feet, walked to the front room door and announced, ‘I packed all the things you’ll need for a week, when you get an address I’ll get Renesh to bring round the rest of your things’
We were both shocked and stood with our mouths open!
I never thought this would ever happen. ‘Mum, please think about what you’re doing,’ I begged as I went over to her and looked in her eyes to make sure she wasn’t having a breakdown but she was completely calm which was the scariest part.
Dad joined her at the front room door to
My father looked at me in shock and I looked back at him with no expression as he saw his raging wife descend upon him, with her arms waving, making me take cover to avoid getting caught in the hurricane.
It was obvious that my father wasn’t prepared for the wrath of my mother as she caught him off guard with a few punches before he was able to restrain her and finally get some understanding of her fury. ‘What the hell is wrong with you, Niamh?’ he panicked. ‘I know about it all! Did you think I wouldn’t find out? Why would you marry me if you still wanted to be with her? Was I just a trial session? Just a bit of fun? Well fuck you Parwez! I don’t need you and never will so piss off,’ she spat as she hit him again.
My father looked at me for help but when my mum was angry, I usually did the clever thing and back away as she was a very fiery woman when she got started. ‘What are you going on about? Are you going crazy?’ he gasped as he moved away from her.
Never call an angry woman crazy and expect to get away with it!
‘Crazy? You think I’m crazy? You have no idea what crazy is,’ she screamed and with that the crystal vase Gabrielle bought them one Christmas, flew towards his head!
Luckily, he ducked in time but there were more items aimed at him and I must admit I was very impressed at his speed and co–ordination at dodging them.
‘Nita, please be the voice of reason and tell me what has possessed your mother?’ he begged.
‘We know about your affair with Shampa, dad,’ I responded in a disappointed tone.
It all got too much for my mum as she dissolved in tears and I went to comfort her.
Dad grabbed a chair and sat down with his hands over his face and didn’t look up for a few minutes, as he looked like he needed to gather his thoughts.
There was an air of silence as everyone looked at the broken items on the floor as they represented our past happiness and present misery. ‘I haven’t cheated on you, Niamh. You know you are my heart, my soul, my universe, just like our children are to me. I can explain everything, just give me the chance,’ he begged from a distance.
The doorbell sounded, which distracted my attention as I forgot about the takeaway with all the recent commotion. I went to collect the food and threw the money at the delivery boy, and ran back into the room before my mother killed my father but when I re-entered, they were sat in the same positions with my mother looking into space and my father watching her with sorrow in his eyes.
As I put the food on the table, she turned suddenly which made both me and my father jump and asked calmly, ‘I only have one question, have you met with her recently?’ I tried to telepathically beg my father to answer, ‘ no’ straight away but my powers failed as he slowly responded, ‘yes I have, but it isn’t what you think,’ he alleged.
I froze as I was close to him so anything she threw would most definitely hit me but she just looked away and continued, ‘you said you would never see her again, so what has changed?’ Dad must have been feeling brave as he slowly moved towards her and got down on his knees and softly answered, ‘I know but I can’t explain it just yet and especially not in front of Nita. Please give me a few days to sort it all out, Niamh?’
Mum rose to her feet, walked to the front room door and announced, ‘I packed all the things you’ll need for a week, when you get an address I’ll get Renesh to bring round the rest of your things’
We were both shocked and stood with our mouths open!
I never thought this would ever happen. ‘Mum, please think about what you’re doing,’ I begged as I went over to her and looked in her eyes to make sure she wasn’t having a breakdown but she was completely calm which was the scariest part.
Dad joined her at the front room door to
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