The voice in me

Chapter 6

“Martha, would you mind staying with us while we help you find your way home. ” hesitate she replied, “I would be most grateful “.Lisa being her usual talkative self continued,  ” It’s been a long time since I have been there, the only contact I have is that of my mother. But we haven’t spoken in edges. I got to say, the past few months, I feel like God was telling me to reach out to her.  Which I haven’t gathered enough courage to . You coming here is a sure starting point. In as much as am helping you, you are also helping me.”

Martha just gave a weak smile.  That’s when it got to her. Her daughter didn’t know she was possibly dead, she had so much hope to reconnect with her but that was going to be a dead end.  She herself didn’t even know where her body was, not to mention whose body she was using and how it had happened. 

A few days went by, each time Martha wanted to tell her daughter about what was happening, it was as if something held back her words. The will power to talk, move or do anything would be withdrawn. Lisa on the other hand could tell something was bothering her and each time she wanted to talk about it, she just couldn’t. What was more frustrating was her mother not picking up her calls or returning the messages.  Eventually the number was no longer going through. All she could think of was how selfish mother had been. And now she only wanted to make amends but mother was not meeting her half way.

It was a Saturday afternoon,  a whole week of trying to help Martha, find her home. They were in and out of the police station trying to find answers.  Martha herself no longer knew where she was or who she was.

The past week had been killing her soflty as she saw her daughter making the same mistakes she did after her husband left. She could see how the boys were slowly drifting from their mother. She saw how eager Lisa would try and serve in the church but leave her babies. She tried so hard to help her find her home but she wasn’t creating a home for her own children. 

She couldn’t take it any longer.  Her daughter deserved better, and she just had to stop the cycle.