ACCIDENTALLY UNINJURED

My husband drives over the speed limit every time. We were attending his uncle’s funeral in Tarkwa. He was driving at speeds too fast for the road and traffic conditions. I was scared for my life, and so I told him to drop me at a junction. It became a quarrel but I insisted to travel on my own in a public transport. He dropped me by the roadside and sped off. An hour and 45 minutes later, our bus passed his car. He had been involved in an accident. I didn’t bother to get off the bus because he was uninjured, and talking to someone on his phone. His car was damaged though.

Dave, I was glad he was fine. When I got to Tarkwa, his family asked if I knew he had been involved in an accident. I lied; his mother asked again if I was sure I didn’t know he had been involved in an accident, because her son called to tell her that he had seen me in the bus when we passed. I told her I didn’t know about any accident. I called my husband’s phone four times but he didn’t answer. His mother and sisters started to give me attitude at the funeral. I left Tarkwa and his family’s bullshit after the funeral. I switched my phone off till I returned to my children in Accra. His best friend called me and I didn’t know he was with him, and that, the phone call had been put on speaker.

He asked about the accident and I told him what happened before we decided to travel our separate ways. I told him I was glad I wasn’t in the car with him because I could have been injured or dead by now. He jumped in the conversation to ask if I was happy, he had an accident. My husband came home two days later and he completely changed towards me. Dave, why should he have a problem with me thanking God for not riding in the car with him? I have already thanked God for preserving his life; but I am most grateful for my own.

It’s been two months now and he hasn’t slept in our bed. He has been sleeping out a lot and he does not eat when I cook. He has invited his mother to stay with us and cook for him. I don’t have a problem with that; but his mother disrespecting and calling me a witch yesterday? Dave, I will slap the hell out of her eh! Were they expecting me to have been in that accident with my husband? He wants me to disrespect his mother, so he can hold something against me. I am keeping my cool but that in-law is trying my last patience. This morning I was cooking for my children; she had the gut to take their food off the fire and started to prepare a meal for her son.

Who does that?

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