The nightmares didn't stop for a few days. It was crazy. I had dreams of Yemi trying to kill me in one of those dreams, he held a double silencer and pointed it at me. In another dream, his mother had thugs throw me out of the house when I went to look for him. Rita and Yemi also appeared in my dream as a couple. She was pregnant, when I tried approaching them, Yemi screamed at me and told me to leave him alone. Uncle Ali was the highlight of them all.
I had to do something about it. One would think I was losing my mind and I needed to go see a shrink. I meditated on it for a while and decided to al the family pastor. I had not been to church in almost a year. I stopped going after I married Yemi. Instead, we spent Sunday mornings in bed, sleeping in and enjoying each other’s company. How would I go from being a statistic to wanting to get some attention from the pastor? I had nothing to lose. I got dressed and went to the church building. The office hours were daily from 9am till 3pm.
It was Tuesday morning, I got into my car after getting dressed in a nice yellow maxi dress. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and wore my favorite gold Michael Kors sandals. The traffic on the freeway was not too bad. I drove 70 miles at 70 mph and got to the church about thirty minutes later. The church secretary Phyllis greeted me. Pastor Sola Brown was in counseling with…
