All Chapters of Tears Of Agony: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Fifteen minutes later, he stood at the gateway to Becky's compound. Much to his surprise, smoke spewed out of one of the houses that served as a kitchen; a sign that she was already awake. He scanned the compound and at first, he could not see any sign of her, then he moved closer, and she came into view bent down next to a chicken coop, her back to him, washing dishes. Becky soon heard the footsteps, stood upright and turned around to face him. She paced aside from the dishes and wiped her hands dry against the leso wrapped around her lower body from the waist. She intended to shake his hand. And so, with a smile lighting up her face, she boisterously extended her hand towards him; a courteous and polite gesture. Pabonya had not expected to be treated to such a welcome sight. But still, he would not be easily entertained. He did not take her hand. Instead, he just stood still staring hard at her, a look of disdain in his eyes. This act reminded Becky how she had crossed paths with h

Becky’s youngest brother had undergone initiation rite in Tirita with the sons of his maternal uncle. In two days they would be graduating from childhood to adulthood. Becky was expecting to host a few visitors. Her whole family would attend the graduation ceremony. She was sure their first stop would be at her house. So she had a lot of cleanings to do. She left her house going to the village canteen to buy soap.When she came back, she heard the girl – the maid she had been staying with – talking to someone. She listened carefully. It was a familiar voice. Her husband was home. She walked faster, her soul rejoicing. She could not wait to meet him.As she entered the compound, there he was holding their son. She felt like running up to him. But she exercised a lot of restraint and just kept walking.Tesot, sensing footsteps approach turned around. His eyes widened and a smile came upon his face. He handed his son back to the maid and moved towards his wife. He stretched out hi

The clan elders gathered in Rebecca’s hut. They had heeded Pabonya’s call. Caring for the clan, none of them would ignore an invitation to deliberate on any problem affecting it. Pabonya had made it known to them that Tesot was around and had convinced them to accommodate his participation in their meeting. Tesot was taking long appearing. And they did not wish to begin in his absence. Pabonya alternately glanced at his wrist watch and at the entrance door hoping he would not keep them waiting for too long. Soon, footsteps were heard from outside and every eye gazed at the door. He came in and went around the room shaking hands with each one of them. When he finally sat, an immense silence reigned. Any keen observer would not have failed to feel the tension in that room. They looked at one another as if unsure what the next move would be. Pabonya irritably tapped a gentle rhythm on the table with his fingernails. Did they fear Tesot? Were they afraid of offending him? Tesot w

Her tear gland must have dried out. No more tears came for she had been crying for long. She had blown her nose over and over that it was beginning to get sore. She was torturing herself searching for answers she would never find. How would she move on from here? Her life would be totally screwed up without him. She would be wretched. He was the only reason she breathe. In Tesot, she had found the greatest satisfaction of her life. She had found a man of her dreams, perfect in every sense, meeting every bit of component of an ideal husband of her childhood fantasies. She had found love much more fulfilling than anything. She lamented her inaction. There had been signs to forewarn her of a dark and threatening day like this. Pabonya had warned her. Yet she had been stupid enough to be blinded in the knowledge of being loved and accepted; to naively and quickly write off his threat. How she now wished she had shared her ailments with Tesot early. She could have made it known to him

Rebecca was the only woman in the panel. Tabutany had been around. But Pabonya had made sure that she kept herself busy cooking for the guest. He had sent clear instruction to her not to make any attempt of showing her face in the meeting. Rebecca was invited to give an opinion and suggest recommendations. All a long she had sat and listened without a word."I want to thank you all for your concern,” she began. “You, no doubt had more important duties to attend but you chose to be here. And I know it is because of the love for the family, left under my hands by my late husband and for the love you have for my first-born son, Tesot. It is evident that you are doing this with a lot of goodwill and intention. On my own behalf and on behalf of my family I say Thank you very much.” With that she paused a moment."About Becky," she continued her eyelashes lowering as she considered what she was about to say. “I don't know what to say.” She could not hold back her tears. She never had