The Missing Key Episode 2
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If Dad called any of us the way he was calling me now, we know there was trouble and trouble with my Dad was hell. When angry with anybody in the house, he would use very derogatory words ensuring that his victim looked and felt as foolish as ever. He would attack your self esteem and make you hate yourself.
I was putting on my socks when Dad called.
βYes Dad!β I replied and quickly came out of my room to meet him, wondering what I had done wrong this morning.
He hardly interacts with anyone on week dayβs mornings.
βWhere is the exit door key?β he asked immediately I came out.
βI donβt know where it is,β I replied defensively.
He was asking like he was sure I was with it.
βYou were doing your homework on the dining last night when your Mum dropped the key, didnβt you see it?β
βNo Dad,β I replied as he immediately shifted his attention back to Mum who was still looking around confused.
Ada came out from her room; she had not yet taken her bath. I think she wasnβt having an early lecture this Monday morning. I sometimes wonder what sort of school she was going. She does not wear any school uniform like me and John. She sometimes comes home very early or even stays at home without going to school for a whole day.
βAda, do you happen to know where the exit door key is?β Mum spoke up this time around.
βIsnβt it on the dining table?β
βIt wouldnβt be on the dining and we would be looking for it.β Dad injected.
He raised his hands helplessly.
βCan somebody locate this key so that I will leave this house? What sort of joke is this?β
Ada and Mum started all over again to search all corners of the sitting room. John came out from the kitchen and walked into his room, he didnβt want to be around Dad. I also left them and got back into my room to finish dressing up for school. I didnβt think the key was missing. I was almost sure that the key would be found, Dadβs irritated mood was only making it look bad.
The time was almost 7.30am; I hoped the key would be found soonest so that I donβt miss the school bus. Nobody was even talking about breakfast; well Mum will bring my lunch box for me later. She would drop at the school gate and the guard would help her bring it to me.
7.35am
By now Dad was burning in anger. He stood helplessly and observed as Mum and Ada continued to look around for the key. He obviously didnβt know the next thing to do. They repeatedly searched where they had already searched. He looked at them like they were silly.
βWill you continue to search the same place all day? How do you feel doing that?β Dad calmly asked.
Neither Mum nor Ada was sure the question was directed at them. They stopped and looked at him. It was obvious that the anger he felt had heated his whole system that his whole body organs should have started dissolving by now.
Who could be holding the key?
TO Be Continued