Lost 2

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Katy thought killing Andrew was a step towards freedom for her only to realize that nothing can separate them from one another. Can she be free or lost forever?

Submitted: August 01, 2012

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Katy stood in the middle of the road panting and breathing heavily. She looked behind her and knew going back was not an option but where to go became a problem. She had no one to run to. If she had comprehensive detail of the women affairs group from Clara before she died, perhaps they would have been of help to her. She had no money, no friends and no one. She soaked in tears, tired and weak. She realised she was right behind the grocery store, so she entered and went straight to the rest room. Only then did she realise the blood stain on her hands as well as the jumper she was wearing. She became nervous, not exactly sure she was seen when she walked in; immediately, she started to wash her hands, took off her jumper and folded it. The blood stain was hard to wash off but she continued to scrub her hands and then, she blurted into tears.
The image staring at her in the mirror frightened her. She was no different from Andrew and had become a murderer and a total unbeliever; a sinner heading to hell. There was no reason to have killed him. She had no right to. The bible clearly spoke against killing. It is a great sin in the sight of God and of great consequence too. She took her face away from the mirror; that was not who she wanted to be. She was once an innocent girl, a girl that knew no wrong and could do no wrong, a girl that grew up with rules and regulations which she had religiously obeyed all these years regardless of the pain and hurt it cost her. She felt her heart pulling out of her as she wept profusely. She desired to shut out completely from of this world.
Several minutes later, she was able to comport herself and quickly dashed out. She wouldn’t want anyone ask her questions. Getting out of the grocery store, she stood in the car park staring away into the dark. She had no idea where to turn. Then, she remembered Ruth, the woman she met few weeks before now at the grocery store. She lived few blocks away from the store. Katy knew she had no choice than to go over to her place, even though she had not seen her since their encounter but felt her heart drawn towards Ruth. She remembered the name, Mason building, the third floor. She was on the stair case to the third floor few minutes later. Suddenly, she started to shake uncontrollably. It had not occurred to her what to say to Ruth. Could she open up, saying she had just killed someone, her own husband? Would they turn her away or turn her over to the police, and have her charged and sentenced to jail for life or killed? She sat there in tears and wished the event hadn’t turn out the way it did. She thought tof herself “I could have just kept quiet when Andrew informed me about Clara’s death or rather never allowed my anger to get the better hold of her”.
She thought about going home, probably calling her parents to come to her rescue but they wouldn’t be able to protect her. She is aware The Believers will never accept her back. In fact, they would instruct her parents to ‘shut her out’. Her parents would have no other choice. Moreover, she didn’t want to take the life they had away from them. She wept the more until she slept off.
……………….
Katy felt someone tapping her; startled, she jumped up.
“Oh dear, it’s you” Ruth said in disbelief.
Afraid Katy looked at the couple staring at her. She saw the confusion in their eyes and that made her nervous. She thought it was probably a mistake to have come so she stood up and ran down the stairs.
“No Katy! Please, don’t go” Ruth pleaded, running after her. “We didn’t mean to scare you” She said.
Katy stopped and turned back to look at her.
“Come child, you are shivering” Ruth said holding her hands. “Did you sleep here all night?”
Katy just nodded, only then did she realise how cold she was. She shivered all over. Ruth helped her into their home.
“Quickly John, please get her a blanket” Ruth requested of her husband.
“It’s so cold out there child, you should have knocked the door” Ruth said kindly to her. “How long have you been there?”
“Yesterday night” she replied. “I’m sorry, it was very late and I didn’t want to disturb you” Katy said with trembling lips.
“You should have dear” Ruth said, taking the blanket from her husband and wrapped it around her.
“I should put the kettle on for hot chocolate” John said and went into the kitchen.
The couple were so kind to her. She watched as they tried to keep her warm. They were so nice but she knew they were curious.
“I’m sorry to have come here, really sorry to bother you” Katy said holding the blanket over her shoulders.
“No child, don’t be. This is my husband, John and we are so glad to have you here” She smiled at her.
“My wife told me she met a young girl at the grocery store weeks ago and we have been praying for you since then” John said, smiling at her too.
“In fact, I have gone over to the store almost every day to see if I would meet you again and I am glad you came here” Ruth said.
Just then, Katy started to cry again. She thought probably if she had come earlier to them, maybe, she won’t have killed her husband.
“Oh dear, please don’t cry” Ruth said going over to her side. “God has brought you here for a purpose, everything would be fine”
But that didn’t stop Katy. She was uncontrollable and wanted to tell them she had just killed her husband but her mouth couldn’t utter a word.
“Maybe she should get some rest and when she’s ready, she can talk to us” John said to his wife.
“All right then” Ruth nodded in agreement and led her to the guest room.
Part of her was grateful she was left alone without more questions. She was so cold and exhausted that she laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. Her whole body ached from the beating she got the previous night; the bruises all over her body could not be compared to the hurt and pain in her heart. She drifted in and out of her sleep. Finally, she was able to sleep but this time for long.
She opened her eyes and stared at the clock hanging on the wall. 11pm. She stood up quickly, she couldn’t remember the last time she slept for so long, probably the time she lost her baby but that was because of the sleeping tablets Andrew administered to her. She couldn’t believe she had just slept for that long.
She stood up and carefully opened the door. As she had suspected, there was no one in the living room. They had all gone to bed. She tiptoed to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to find something for her rumbling stomach. She poured herself a glass of milk, took an apple on the table to eat and sat quietly in the living room all by herself. This time, the tears were dried and she was well aware of her surroundings.
Minutes later, she heard the door open from one of the rooms and Ruth came out it.
“Oh, you are up, I didn’t want to disturb you” She said, smiling. “I figured you might be hungry. I have some warm food here in the oven” Ruth said.
“It’s okay. I already had an apple. Thank you so much ma. You have been most kind” Katy tried to smile. She had almost forgotten how to smile or be joyful.
Ruth looked at her with compassion and came to sit by her side.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Ruth asked searching her face for answers. “I understand how difficult things might have been for you but I want to assure you of our total support, everything will be fine now” Ruth said holding her hands.
“Oh God…” Katy said as the tears freely flowed from her eyes. “Things were not supposed to get this bad, I just wanted to be out, I wanted my freedom…” She said in tears.
“I know dear but God will make all things better now” She said rubbing her back, as she allowed her cry on her shoulder. “He has brought you this far and he has a purpose for your life”
Katy looked her at for several seconds. She thought about the word, ‘Purpose’. What purpose could God must have had for her life to make her go through the torments and pain.
“I don’t know about purpose but I sure know about living like a prisoner all my life, being used, abused and forced into doing the most despicable things.” Katy said, wiping the tears away from her eyes. “I have known hell, pain, anguish and things I can’t even say out to you.” She said, dejected. “I told you the first timer we met that I was part of The Believers group.”
“Yes, I remember you did and I understand what you went through. Our missionaries have had to help some members who sought help from us and we have heard so many terrible things they had to endure” Ruth said.
Katy opened up about her ordeal; how she was being forced to sleep with other men and also about her baby. She told her how life had been horrible to her and the things she had to endure with Andrew; the emotional torture and mental abuse as well as Clara.
“This is terrible!” Ruth interrupted in disbelief. “Oh dear, you have been through so much. So what happened to Andrew, how did you escape?”
Katy had been expecting that question; she stared at her hands in tears.
“We had a struggle. I wanted to leave but he wouldn’t let me, I just wanted to leave. He said he would kill me and cut me into pieces. He said I would never get out of this and he admitted killing my baby” She cried out. “He killed my baby. I was so furious I rushed towards him, wrestled with him, tried to snatch the gun from his hands but he was too strong…,” She said in tears with her hands trembling. “The trigger was pulled. I killed him…, I killed my husband….” She cried out.
Ruth sat there shock and stunned.
“I don’t know how it happened, I don’t know….” She cried out, pleading.
Ruth pulled her closer into her embrace. “Oh God!” She whispered to herself.
“He was just lying there, helpless in his own blood” Katy continued to cry.
Ruth held her closer. She could feel the pain, the anguish. It was almost midnight. Katy continued to cry on her shoulder.
…………………………
Early in the morning, Ruth and her husband called in a church member who happens to be a police man. They narrated the situation so they all decided to go back to Katy’s house to confirm her story. Katy had been reluctant to go back to the house. She didn’t mind going to jail but not back into Andrew’s apartment. After much persuasion from Ruth, she eventually agreed to follow them.
Her hands were shaking as she tried opening the door. She would have preferred to run back but that was definitely no option. Immediately they got inside the house, she knew something was different. The whole place was in order. It wasn’t in a mess like it was when she left. This didn’t make sense to her so she hurried upstairs to their room while the police officer and Ruth followed behind.
Getting upstairs, to her amazement, there was no one there too. Andrew wasn’t there; the whole place was in order like nothing happened; no blood, no body lying on the floor. She gazed at them and saw the confusion in their eyes too.
“I don’t understand…” She muttered to herself looking around.
“Are you sure we are in the right room?” the police officer asked, looking confused.
“Yes” she screamed out, confused herself. “I left him here” She yelled out, pointing on the floor. “He was right here, right here” She screamed. “There was blood there. He was lying here, and the whole room was in a mess but…” She said in disbelief.
The police officer’s countenance filled with mystery, nodded his head in disbelief.
“You have to believe me. I’m not crazy; he was right here” She said. “Right here” Katy said looking at Ruth.
“But where is he now?” The officer asked.
“I don’t know!” She shouted back.
“Ok, let’s take things easy now” Ruth cautioned her.
“I’m sorry” Katy said realising how tense everyone was.
“Why don’t we all go back downstairs and think all these over again, maybe a family member must have come to check on him or something” Ruth said.
“I don’t think so!” Katy replied. “The whole place is like nothing ever happened”.
“All right, let’s go back downstairs” The police officer said, getting frustrated by the minute.
Katy led them back downstairs, but few seconds later, they saw the front door opening and there, Andrew walked in. She gasped in fear, holding her breath. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on him wondering who he was.
“Oh my God! I have been looking everywhere for you” Andrew said raising his hands into the air. “You got me so worried Katy, where have you been?”
Katy watched in confusion and fear. She couldn’t believe her eyes.
“And who are you sir?” the officer asked.
“I’m Andrew, her husband” he replied.
“What!” the officer exclaimed.
“I’m sorry; did you say you are Andrew, Katy’s husband?’” John asked.
“Yes, I am” Andrew answered looking at them all. “I’m sorry, you are?” he asked, staring at John
“My name is Ruth, this is my husband, and we are friends of Katy” Ruth quickly answered.
“What is going on here?” Andrew asked
“Sir, we are a bit confused here, this lady claimed to have shot you two days ago and here you are” the officer said, mystified.
“What!” Andrew gasped. “What do you mean she shot me?” he asked looking at everyone. Katy stood almost behind Ruth fearing to look at him.
“You must be mistaken, this is my house, that is my wife” pointing at Katy “and no one was shot here, in fact, I have been looking for my wife for two days now. I came home from work and she was nowhere to be found. I was actually about going to the police station to report her missing” he said.
Katy was confused; everyone looked at her as if she is crazy. She was sure of what happened two days ago. He was shot; they had a big fight and everywhere was in a mess but the whole scene is confusing now.
“Ma, do you know this man?” the officer asked, looking straight at Katy.
Katy looked at the officer, afraid of the fury in Andrew’s countenance.
“Yes….” She stammered.
“Who is he to you?” the officer asked.
“My husband…” she stammered again.
“Officer, I am terribly sorry for any misunderstanding. You have to know that my wife has been unwell for weeks now. She has been behaving strangely and having night mares. I spoke to my doctor to have her brought her in but he suggested I take her to see a physiatrist” he said persuasively to the officer.
Katy was becoming furious. Andrew was playing games with her. She couldn’t understand what was happening.
“No!” She shouted. “I know what happened. The trigger was pulled; in your chest, and you were shot” she shouted at him and suddenly moved towards him, struggling to take off the buttons on his shirt. “I know what happened” she said unbuttoning his shirt. The police officer went to her to hold her back but Andrew asked him to leave her to it. Katy continued to struggle with the buttons with trembling hands and the ones she couldn’t take off, she pulled away but then, his chest was plain before everyone. There was no sign of a bullet wound, not even a scar. Shocked and confused herself, she moved away from him covering her mouth with her hands. She thought she was probably beginning to lose her mind too.
The room became silent while everyone stood there, staring at her.
“Katy…” Andrew called her in a soothing voice. “Katy dear, don’t do this to yourself. I can help you so also the doctors” he said.
“I am not crazy!” she screamed out. “I am not a mental case” She shouted. “You have to believe me, you just have to” she cried out to Ruth.
She saw confusion on their faces. Ruth and John looked sad as they stared at her. The police officer was beginning to agree she was indeed crazy.
“Ok, if you don’t believe me, come and see” she said walking to the kitchen and then, to the garden. “I had a baby and he killed her, he buried her here” she said in tears.
“Katy!” Andrew called after her. “Don’t do this” he said.
“You will believe me when you see her” She said in tears. She took the shovel by the wall and dug. “He killed her and buried her here. He killed my baby” she said panting heavily as she dug.
Everyone stood there staring at her, Andrew wanted to go to her but the police officer stopped him.
Katy continued to dig. “It was a small box” she said in tears, digging. She knew she should have hit a box by now but nothing was there. She dug and dug but found nothing, and then she moved to another spot and dug again but found nothing.
“Maybe it’s here” she said avoiding the intense gaze of the crowd. She moved to another spot and dug again.
“Honey, there is nothing there, stop doing this to yourself” Andrew said, going towards her.
“Stop it! Stop it!” she screamed at him, pointing the shovel at him. “Don’t come any closer to me. I swear I will hit you so hard you would not rise up” she threatened in tears.
“Honey, all these are your imaginations. You never had a baby neither were you pregnant, remember” he said soberly to her. “This is all your imagination. You need to snap out of it dear” he said.
“I know what happened to me. I was pregnant, I had my baby, Isabella, she was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was precious and you took her away from me” she cried out.
“Think about it dear, if you were really pregnant, then, the hospital should have a record about it. They would obviously know, isn’t it?” Andrew asked.
“You bastard!” she yelled. “You planned everything. You never allowed me go to the hospital! You wanted to keep everything clean! You stopped me from going out when my belly started to bulge. You lied to me! You planned all these from the beginning” she shouted in tears. “You told me it was for my own safety I shouldn’t go out and then, you started to bring the midwife in to check on me. You brought her here to deliver the baby, who was she?” she shouted at him. “Who was she?” she screamed going towards him with the shovel still pointed at him.
Immediately the police officer went to her, holding her. Katy became more hysterical, screaming and shouting at Andrew.
“You need to ask him what he did to her” Katy screamed whilst trying to get free from the police. “I know what I’m saying, I am not crazy”
“Please, stop hurting her” Andrew shouted at the officer. “Leave her alone” he shouted. “I will take care of her, she is my wife. I will make sure she gets the best medical attention, please” he pleaded with the police man.
“No… no… no….” Katy quickly composed herself, wiping her tears. “Don’t leave me here with him, please” she begged the officer. “Please, I don’t want to stay here with him”
“I am your husband Katy, I can take care of you” Andrew said.
“I don’t want to stay here” Katy shouted looking helplessly at Ruth and her husband.
Everyone was confused.
“I swear to you, if you leave me here with him, I will kill him” she said with so much determination. She knew she had to get their attention than to be left there with Andrew. “I will kill you” she said again looking straight at Andrew.
“Alright, that’s enough” the police officer said grabbing her hands. “I have to take her in”
“No, you can’t do that! I told you she is sick. She hallucinated. She needs medical attention and I will make sure she gets it” Andrew said.
“The Judge will be the judge of that sir. I cannot leave her here with all that transpired today” the officer replied leading her away.
Andrew stood there furious staring at them as they lead her out of the house.
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After few hours in the police station, her case was brought before a Judge who insisted they take Katy to the hospital to get her examined properly before they could decide her state of mind. She was admitted to the Psychiatric Department in the hospital later in the evening.
She felt drained of strength. To her, it was like moving from fire to fire. The government might not be able to protect her from Andrew. She was particularly scared she might be truly found insane and then, locked up in a psychiatric home forever. She thought through all that took place but nothing made sense to her. She knew Andrew was shot, but was definitely not dead to have been alive. She ran out of the house hastily to have truly confirmed. She still puzzled that there was no bullet wound on his chest; nothing to show that he was truly shot. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Where did the blood come from? She saw the box where he buried Isabella but it was no longer there. All these were beginning to make no sense. Katy couldn’t comprehend what games Andrew played on her mind but definitely, going back to his apartment was no option. The police officer obviously didn’t believe her. She wasn’t sure if Ruth and her husband did. They were so sad and confused and pitied her. She realised she needed a greater power to help her out and she didn’t know what to believe any more. “If indeed, God truly cares and loves us, where was he whilst I went through this pathetic ordeal” she wondered.
Tears filled her eyes as she thought about her situation. She desperately needed help. The Believers were far from it. She couldn’t ask them for help. Her parents are also caught in the web and whatever The Believers instruct them is what they do. She knew Ruth believed her story but not certain she is willing to help.
She could hear screaming and shouting occasionally from the patients in the ward. She was placed along with real mental cases, then, she remembered Aunty Betty, why her own mother always told her she was crazy and said weird things, although she had no idea what they were since she was but a child. The whole community labelled her crazy and don’t allow her to important functions in the community. She wasn’t allowed amongst the women during big events as well as in the breaking of bread and associating with other members. She was mostly in her room, isolated from everyone. Now for the first time in her life, Katy felt her pain. She understood very well how she must have felt all these years, when she was labelled insane. Every comment she made was termed crazy talk. Aunty Betty had always told her to run away, far away from The Believers but she had also thought she was crazy and totally out of her mind. Now, she understood better. Aunt Betty was not crazy after all, just as she isn’t.
Katy swelled up in tears as she thought about these events. She wished none of this is happening. She wished she was never born into such family and community. She had so much to say to God. She wanted to scream out and tell him how much she had suffered and how insensitive he must be to have allowed her go through much sorrow. She wanted to tear up her heart and give it back to him, cry to him to take her life but the words only found expression in tears running down her face. All she could mutter was ‘help me Lord’. Those words went a great distance, her heart was heavy, her mind was weary and she was exhausted. She needed a higher power. It was easy to give up her faith and not believe in God but in her heart, she knew he exists. He is somewhere up there and could help her. She had to believe in Him. She continued to tell him to ‘help her’.
Before bedtime, one of the doctors came in to assess her. She was asked about her family which she couldn’t answer but was able to narrate all that transpired between her and Andrew but she observed that the doctor didn’t believe her. She was just a high school leaver; just a young girl and a wife. Her husband was a big time lawyer, well educated, so who would believe her against him. The doctor left after about an hour, telling her he would continue the next day. Katy didn’t want to continue anything. There was no use since he didn’t believe her and administering the drugs would only make her sick just like they did to Aunt Betty.
It was almost light out when one of the nurses came into her ward.
“Katy, you’ve got a visitor” the nurse smiled at her. Behind her was Ruth.
“Alright, just five minutes ma’am, she ought to be sleeping now” she said to Ruth.
“Thank you, I won’t be long” Ruth said to her. She waited for the nurse to leave the room before she moved to Katy.
“Hello Katy” she smiled while Katy took her face away from her.
“Oh dear, I know how you feel” Ruth said.
“You don’t” Katy shrugged her shoulder.
“I don’t know what happened at your apartment today. I don’t seem to understand dear” Ruth said.
“Don’t you see he planned everything? He wants them to think I’m crazy” she said.
“Hmmm, I have seen to many things in my life but not like yours, everything is…” Ruth tried to say.
“Crazy!” Katy interjected.
“No dear, I know you are not crazy, I know that” She affirmed looking into her eyes. “We got back home and continued to pray for you; within us, we knew something isn’t right” Ruth said which got Katy’s attention.
“I don’t have much time here but I brought you some night wear and some toiletries.” She passed the bag to her and then, suddenly, she held her hands staring into her eyes.
“You are not crazy Katy and God is on your side” She said pressing a small envelop into her palm. “I couldn’t get too much this night; that’s only three hundred dollars. There is a friend that can help you. She specialises in cases like this; those who run away from religious groups. She has helped so many. She lives in Michigan so when you can. I have included the address and how to get there from here; the buses and trains to board. It’s a long journey but don’t give up, you will get there.” She said brushing her hair with her hands. “I will let her know you are coming and dear, everything would be fine” she smiled at her.
As Ruth started to move away, Katy reached out to hold her hands.
“Thank you” she said in tears. “Thank you for believing in me”
“The Lord is with you dear” Ruth smiled with her eyes moist too. “Good bye dear” she said and quickly walked out of the room. Katy carefully placed the envelope under her pillow. She couldn’t believe what a total stranger was willing to do for her. Ruth was indeed an angel sent to her. She tried not to cry but the tears kept rolling down her cheeks. She slept off shortly after and dreamt about her escape.
Few hours later, she heard the door open which jolted her out of sleep. At first she thought it was one of the nurses coming to check on her but it was a man. He carefully tiptoed into her room. Katy became scared; she wasn’t sure what he wanted. The man was looked everywhere like he was looking for something. He looked at her bed and then into the bathroom. He seems confused and then, he brought out his phone and dialled a number.
“I thought you said she was in room seven” the man spoke on the phone. “Well, she’s not here, there’s no one here” he said quietly, frustrated. “I know what you said man, I’m not a kid. I should make it look like suicide but there isn’t anyone here” he raged at him.
“Yes, I’m in the room, room seven and there is no one on the bed” he said reaffirmed. “Alright, I’m off, I don’t want to be caught here” he said and hung up.
The man took another minute to check under the bed, behind the curtains and in the bathroom again and then, left in frustration.
Katy lied there scared to death. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She was definitely there on the bed staring at the man but he didn’t seem to see her. Immediately he left, she sat up on her bed trembling. She realised Andrew had sent someone to kill her and intended to make it look like suicide. At that point, she knew she wasn’t safe anymore. She had to get out fast and soonest. She couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night. She stayed wide-awake till early hours of the morning and waited patiently. At 7:30 am, she knew the morning nurses would be taking over from the night shift and would probably be in their office so she got into her clothes quickly and carefully sneaked out of the ward and out of the hospital. She began to run the moment she got out. She hailed a taxi who took her straight to the train station. She had memorized all the directions throughout the night and headed to Michigan.
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It’s been three months since Katy ran away from her husband and home. She got to Michigan safely and located the address. Ms Louis, an elderly lady full of compassion and love. She took her in without asking too much of her past. She gave her a room along with other residents in her home. Katy got to know more about Louis. She also grew up in one of the religious groups in America who abused, maltreated and used her. She, on the other hand, was rebellious to all their rules and stood against everything they believed. She was warned several times by their elders but she became more stubborn and insolent. After several warnings and talks, she was eventually expelled from the community as well as her parents since they could not properly train their daughter in their norms.
Her parents, in turn, disowned her and sent her packing to secure their place back into their community. She was so heartbroken that her parent could send her away all because of some group. She threw caution to the winds and treaded in the path of hell. She got into drugs, drinking and all sort of atrocities until she encountered Christ who changed her life and gave her a new one. She was reluctant to accept another religion after the experience she had but the Lord himself convicted her and opened her eyes to the truth.
This informed the opening of a home for both young and old who went through the same ordeal. She named it ‘the new beginning’. Although most of them were reluctant to believe religious doctrines the Lord himself did convict them. All she did was love them as Christ did. Several weeks in the home, Katy got to know the true God, the one that sent His only begotten son to die for us and take away our sins to give us a new life. He redeemed and cleanses us of all of our sins and cloth us with righteousness. Daily, she began to learn something new about God, something exciting about him. Nonetheless, she desired to know God’s purpose for her life; his unique and definite purpose for her. She realised God had guided her path all through her life, watched over her even when she was unaware of it. She knew God had always been with her even though the event of the past suggested otherwise.
She knows of a truth that she is created by God in His image, for a purpose. Just as God set apart Isaiah, Jeremiah and Paul from birth for a specific purpose, he sure has a specific purpose for her life. ‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declared the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. The bible says that God’s will is ‘good, pleasing and perfect.’
After she accepted Jesus Christ into her life as her Lord and personal saviour, the next step was getting to the source to know her defined purpose, so Katy set out to study the word of God, the bible. She asked the Lord to open the eyes of her understanding to see and know his truth, to teach and help her understand his purpose for her life.
Almost five months staying with Louis, she decided she wanted to start something new, to work. First, she changed her name to Deborah. The story of Deborah in the bible intrigued her so she took up that name. Ms Louis helped her to gain employment as a cleaner in a firm. She goes there very early in the morning and cleaned the offices and its surroundings before they open. She had been doing this for the past three months and remained determined to work her way through. She continued to study the bible more and everyday was a spring of joy in her. Her confident increased in the Lord. She had her faith built up. She discovered unfolding truth about the Lord and she enjoyed every moment of it.
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Katy noticed that each morning she comes to the office to clean, one of the bosses came in early too. Occasionally, she had seen her in the hallway and just greeted politely. They really didn’t exchange any word but she seem nice to her.
One fateful morning, while she was engrossed in the cleaning as usual, the boss walked up to her and asked to see her. Kay was baffled; she thought she must have done something wrong but she followed quietly as she led her into her office.
“Sit down” she said.
“I do hope you know who I am” She said to Katy.
“Yes, you are one of the bosses here” she answered quietly.
The woman smiled. “I am Jones Isabella” She said.
That name struck her; the same name she gave to her daughter.
“I am the owner of this firm” Ms Jones said.
Katy straightened on her chair.
“What is your name dear?” she asked.
“Deborah” Katy quickly replied.
“Al right Deborah, don’t be scared. I have something to share with you” Ms Jones said.
“I know you started working here few months ago as each morning when I come in here, I always see you” She smiled. “I have a message for you dear”
Katy looked up at her. Although Ms Jones had told her not to be scared but that didn’t stop her heart from racing.
“Every morning, I come into my office very early to have some quiet time with the Lord. I pray and seek his face for every day’s work but for the past two months, the Lord has been speaking to me about you”
Katy anticipated, staring at her.
“Are you a Christian dear?” Ms Jones asked.
“Yes” She nodded.
Ms Jones smiled. “The Lord said, you are his daughter whom He is very proud of; he said, he has set before you an open door which no one can close, he has set you apart for great things. He said he would use me to help you get to your destination.” Ms Jones smiled. “My dear, I am honoured to be used by the Lord, I am so honoured. The Lord said I should assist you in every way. So my dear, where do you want to start from, what do you want to do?” She asked looking straight at her.
Katy busted into tears. She couldn’t believe her ears. She had been praying for favour and encounter from the Lord. She had so much request of the Lord and the most important one weighed her down.
“Don’t cry my dear” the Lord said. He will wipe all your tears and he will give you a new song” Ms Jones said.
“I don’t know what to say ma, I am….” She continued to cry.
Ms Jones went to her and hugged her. She waited patiently for her to settle down.
“The Lord has set before you an open door, a door that leads to greatness, no one can stop you dear, no one” Ms Jones said looking straight into her eyes.
“I really don’t know where to start from” Katy wiped her tears, smiling.
“I suppose you aren’t shy to ask something of the Lord” Ms Jones said, smiling.
“Oh no….” Katy smiled.
“Tell me the first thing that comes to mind, anything at all” Ms Jones said.
Katy was shy; she took her face away from hers briefly. “I want to go back to School ma” Katy said quietly. “I’m not sure if that’s one of God’s purposes for me and I really love to go back to school. I want to study law” she said, her face brightened up in excitement.
“Hmm” Ms Jones said.
“I want to be able to help children who are abused in their homes” she said with so much enthusiasm
Ms Jones stared at her for a while and then smiled.
“Very well then” she smiled. “Let’s get going, with God, all things are possible.”
Few months later, Katy was registered back to school. She was overwhelmed with excitement. Ms Jones has been so nice. She paid all of her tuition fees and gave her monthly allowance. Katy continued to work as a cleaner in her office against Ms Jones approval, at least, during her breaks from school. Although, they employed new cleaners for the office she did some share of the work. Ms Jones became a second mother to her. She encouraged the more and helped her through every difficulty in school. Katy opened up to her and told her all her past and the things she went through.
Katy was grateful to God for this open door. He showed his greatness in her life and gave her blessing beyond her own comprehension. She continued fervently in the Lord and worked so hard in school. During her break, she helped out in the new beginner’s home with Aunt Louis; they had runaways like hers who sought refuge and a way out from cultists, religious sect, abusive homes and abusive marriages. She helped to mentor young coverts and continually preached the peace and love of God to all.
…………………..
Almost seven years later, Katy became a qualified lawyer. During this time, she learnt and discovered so much about life and herself. She was once lost but in the in the midst of this, she found herself, she found her purpose and she found God. She discovered her purpose in life; the way to get meaning out of life is to love one’s self as well as devote to loving others, the community and creating something that gives you purpose and meaning. Purpose is what gives your life a meaning. She remembered times whilst in school when she wanted to give up, thinking she couldn’t make it considering where she was coming from and things she had to endure in life but she held unto the Lord. She kept saying to herself ‘I am here for a purpose and that purpose is to grow into a mountain, not to shrink to a grain of sand. Henceforth will I apply ALL my efforts to become the highest mountain of all and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy’. She had a desire to succeed coupled with determination and dedication with strong discipline to make it happen and the Lord made it happen.
After school, she decided to work in Ms Jones’s firm as a junior lawyer. She worked in the children’s department and had to work with social workers to bring children out of homes where they are abused. She had to defend such young children, those who turn to the wrong people to survive, young children accused of crimes and the like.
There was day she had to visit the hospital to see a young girl who had been battered by her drunken mother. Her heart was filled with so much anger at such mothers who could do that to their kids. After interviewing the child, she was about leaving when she saw a familiar face; it was the midwife who attended to her at home during her pregnancy. She never knew her name but the face stayed with her all these years. The midwife didn’t see her as she walked into an empty room to prepare it for the next patient. Katy walked behind her and entered the room.
The midwife looked back to see who entered; seeing Katy, she was stunned.
“You do remember me” Katy said, closing the door behind her.
“I….” the midwife tried to say.
“All these years, I never thought I could ever see you again” Katy said.
The midwife opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out.
“It is a small world afterwards” Katy said.
“Yes, it is” the midwife replied quietly and sat on the bed.
“I know you were kind to me when you came over to my place but I need you to tell me what happened to my baby” Katy said.
The midwife straightened and looked at her briefly and then, took her face away.
“You need to tell me how my baby died, what happened to her?” Katy asked.
“What!” the midwife said.
“She was perfect when she came out but let me know, how did she die? Did you watch him kill her or did you help kill her?” Katy said.
“What!” the midwife was stunned; confused.
“What happened?” Katy asked.
“I don’t understand what you are saying” the midwife said, disoriented. “I don’t know what you are saying, I…”
“You were there, you should have sense something was” Katy said.
“Yes, I knew something was wrong there but I was only paid to do my job; to look after you and help you through the delivery” she said.
“So did you watch him while he killed my baby? Was that part of your job description?” Katy asked in anger.
“No! no, no one killed her” she cried out.
Shocked and confused.
“So how did she die? What happened to her?” Katy asked furiously.
“I don’t know what you mean?” the midwife said confused.
“You were there, he said, you tried to save her, was it after he killed her, was it?” Katy shouted.
“She didn’t die” the midwife shouted back.
“What!” Katy said, stunned. “What do you mean?” she asked.
“She didn’t die” she replied. “I knew something was wrong in the house, the way he looked at you, at the baby, I knew things weren’t right. He paid me well to come deliver the baby but not to tell anyone. But after the delivery, I felt such guilt in me. I was afraid things weren’t right in that house but I couldn’t go to the police. I didn’t want to be involved.” She said in tears.
Katy stood there, listening to every word.
“So, after I left your house that day, I sat quietly in my car filled with fear and guilt and minutes later, I saw him come out with the baby into the car and drove out. Out of curiosity, I followed behind and tried not to be seen.”
Katy’s feet could no longer hold her, so she sat on the chair.
“He stopped at a high school and dropped the baby behind the bin situated on the outskirt of the school compound and left. I was confused. I couldn’t understand why he would do that. I saw how you looked at her; you loved her and couldn’t understand why he did that. I watched him leave so I went to check on her. She was still alive, sleeping. I took her straight to the hospital and lied that I found her behind the bin and no one was there with her”
Katy was in tears as she heard those words. They were tears of joy, the fact that her baby was alive.
“I heard you call her Isabelle when you held her so I wrote the name on a paper and your own name too telling the police I had found it there”
“Oh God…” Katy said in tears. “You mean she is alive?”
“Yes she is, she was perfectly alright when they checked her” the midwife said in tears.
“So where is she now?” Katy asked.
She became silent, staring into the air.
“I don’t know. She was sent into foster home almost immediately” she said.
Katy walked up toward her; seeing how scared the midwife was, she stood up on her feet afraid of what she might do to her but Katy embraced her.
“But she is alive” Katy said in tears, holding her. “She is alive, my baby is alive” she said in tears.
“Yes she is” the midwife replied in tears too, holding her.
“Thank you ma’am, Thank you so much” Katy cried on her shoulder.
The midwife broke into more tears. She couldn’t believe her ears, why was she thanking her. All these years, she had carried the guilt everywhere knowing she should have done things differently but her fear and involvement scared her and here she was being thanked.
“I’m sorry” she said in tears. “I am so sorry”
“No no…, please. You saved my baby, you saved her” Katy said joyfully.
“I should have done things differently, I should have helped you out of there.” she cried.
“You did something differently ma’am, you saved her for me” Katy said, smiling at her. “Thank you”
“Oh God…” the midwife cried. She was overwhelmed at the way Katy took the whole situation, she was surprised.
“Don’t worry, I will find my baby and get her back, the Lord will make sure of that” Katy smiled at her.
………………………………………
It’s been almost a month since Katy got the news about her daughter. She was so excited and grateful to God for keeping her safe. She knew definitely, God had been working in her favour all the while. He spared her daughter and gave her a new life. She told Ms Jones about the news and they both began to search for her. They employed every means to find her. Few weeks later, they found out she was still in California so they both travelled back home.
They got in touch with the social worker in charge of her case who had arranged for them to come down and have more clarification on the case. Katy was told to go for a blood test to confirm the true maternity of the child. At this time, she was yet to see her but after confirmation was made that she was truly the mother, they arranged a meeting.
Katy couldn’t sleep all through the night before the contact; she was excited with mixed feelings. She didn’t know what to expect but she prayed to God to help her through. It’s been almost nine years since she saw her baby last, and for the first time, she was about to see her again. They had arranged to meet in her foster home. Katy was briefed a little about her life. Isabella had been into three foster homes; the first as a baby until the age of two and the second, from the age of two to five and the third from the age of five till date. The third couple happens to be a Christian couple; the wife a teacher while the husband is a medical doctor. They have loved and taken care of her since she’s been with them.
As they approached the house with Ms Jones who had accompanied her and the social worker, Ms Jones held her trembling hands and continued to assure her of how well things would be. When they got to the house, it was a mixed feeling of joy and uncertainty; she was scared her daughter might not accept her back into her life. She was welcomed by the couple; they were so nice and lovely. She was overwhelmed when she realised she was still called the name she had given her, Isabella.
After almost half an hour, Isabella was yet to be back from school but they waited patiently while they talked about the events to come. The social worker gave them the paper work for the proceedings. They had to take the case back to the court to make her the legal parent of Isabella. Katy was determined to stay back in California until the case was over and get her daughter back.
Just then, Isabella entered the house; her heart racing so fast as she saw her approaching them. She was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. She smiled as she walked towards them.
“Hello” She greeted everyone there.
Katy swells up in tears and the more she tried to control herself, the greater the tears that flowed. She excused herself to the bathroom to pull herself together. Her heart was racing. She had thought her daughter was dead all these years until last month, she discovered she is very much alive and now, she had no idea what to do or say to her or where to start. Then, she heard a knock on the door and saw her daughter walk in.
She stood there staring at her.
“I’m sorry I made you cry” Isabella said.
“Oh no, Please” Katy said wiping her tears.
“I cried too when I found out my birth mother was alive.” Isabella said.
“You must be very angry at me” Katy said.
“Oh no” Isabella said walking towards her while she closed the door behind them. “I am not angry, I am happy, I am glad. I have been looking forward to meeting you” she smiled.
“Oh God” Katy said in tears. “All the while, I thought …” she couldn’t say the words.
“It’s okay. They told me some of it. You didn’t know about me but I am glad you came back for me. God answered my prayers and that is all that matters” Isabella said.
Katy was so proud of her. She was just a child but spoke with wisdom, and her words were soothing and pleasant to her. She spoke the right words to her. She was crying for her loss instead of rejoicing for what the Lord has done.
“I am so happy” Katy said holding her. “I am so glad the Lord heard your prayers. He didn’t give up on you and me” she said in tears as she lowered herself to hug her. “If you would have me, I want to be a mother to you. I lost you once dear but the Lord gave me a second chance” She said in tears. “I have loved you all these while even though I didn’t know you were still here with me, Isabella. God is my vow and he gave you back to me” Katy said in tears, as she held on tightly to her.
“I’m sorry dear, I am so happy” She said in tears and filled with laughter at the same time.
“It’s okay mom; we will have more laughing to do” Isabella chuckled.
“Oh!” Katy laughed, wiping the tears.
“I think we should go back in before they start to worry about us” Katy said. Isabella smiled and followed her; she quickly wiped the tears in her eyes.
…………………………..
The proceeding was taking a while; the court was prosecuting Andrew for endangering a child’s life and other charges against Katy. Things were taking a turn Katy did not expect. They were to meet in court in few days’ time and then, she realised she was about to face Andrew again after all these years. Over the years, she’s worked on her fear of him; she held unto the word of God that says, ‘He has not given her the spirit of fear but of power, love and sound mind’. In as much as she was no longer fearful of him, she didn’t want to have anything to do with him. She found out that Andrew has a new wife, a young girl from the believers and her heart goes out to her knowing the pain and anguish she must be going through.
During this time, Katy was given visitation right to her daughter; she was allowed to visit her and also for Isabelle to spend some time with her mother.
Just a day to the proceeding, Isabella had come to visit her mother at the hotel where she lodged. She heard a knock on the door. Katy was in the bedroom while Isabella went to the door.
“Hello” She greeted the man at the door.
“Hi” the man greeted. “I hope I’m at the right room” he smiled staring at Isabella, “I am here to see the Lawyer, Ms Deborah Jones” He said.
“One minute” Isabelle said. “Mum” she called out still holding the door.
Katy came out of the room.
“There’s someone asking after you” Isabella said and opened the door wide to see him.
The man stood there, speechless, shocked. Katy was taken in awe; she looked straight at him and then turned her face to Isabella.
“Sweetheart, could you go and wait in the room for me” Katy said to Isabella.
“Ok” she replied and went along.
“Andrew!” Katy said staring at him. Part of her was enjoying seeing how confused and shocked he was.
“Katy” he whispered to himself, confused. He looked behind him and then at her.
“Are you Deborah Jones?” he asked, confused.
“Hmm” she smiled confidently.
“But…., I was told Ms Deborah lived here, the attorney” He stammered.
“Yes, I am Ms Deborah Jones” She smiled.
Andrew was still confused; he put his hands through his hair.
“But, it’s you Katy, how…..” He said, stammering.
“Oh! You are confused.” She smiled again. “That’s expected after you paid someone to kill me or shall I say, commit suicide” She said. “But I am here, alive and enjoying life” she smiled.
“How…” Andrew said, staring all over her. The Katy is seeing now is very different from the one he knew. She was bold, confident and beautiful. Andrew was confused, baffled and confounded.
“Well so much story to tell but I’m afraid, the story is not for your ears” she said.
Andrew was taken back at all these; he was speechless and stunned. He wanted to ask so many questions but he was still confused.
“I hope I will see you in court tomorrow?” she asked looking straight at her.
“Are you the one prosecuting the case” he managed to ask.
“Actually, I wanted to but the Judge wouldn’t allow, you know, conflict of interest and all” she said looking straight at him.
Andrew was taken back, still totally confused at everything.
Katy smiled to herself. “This scene seems so familiar to me. It reminded me of the time when I was so confused while I left you almost dead in the house and you looked like nothing ever happened” She smiled.
Andrew stood there, staring at her.
“You made a fool out of me, you made me look crazy” she smiled again to herself. Katy wanted to be angry but she found herself smiling over and over again. She moved closer to him and started to unbutton his shirts, without hesitation, Andrew stood there staring at her.
“It took me a while to figure it out; the reason why you were not dead” she said unbuttoning the last of his button on his shirt and carefully took it off him.
“It wasn’t your chest, it was your arm” she said and touched the scar on his left hand arm. “That was how you survived; you must have called one of your numerous doctors or midwife to patch you up.” She smiled and carefully buttons his shirt back. Andrew stood there dumbfounded.
“It took me a while to figure it out but I did.” She chuckled. “You are one clever man. “You figured I might come back to the house so you cleaned up the place, you were waiting, and you carefully planned your story.” She smiled.
“And the grave; you planned it all. You made me look so insane, you got me there” she chuckled. “But there was never a grave there in the first place; it was just an empty box you buried there and you took it away after a while; you know why?” she asked looking straight into his eyes.
“You are wicked and so heartless. You cared for no one except yourself. You used the believers as a cover up for all of your wickedness. I am still yet to figure out what you represent. Is it all believers that do this or is it just you? But whichever case, I will find that out myself and one by one, I will bring you all to justice and God help me, God so help me, you all will pay for every abuse and pain you have ever caused” she said looking straight at him. “Every blood you shed is crying out for justice, every child is crying for freedom, they are crying and the Most high God is bringing justice starting from you” she said, pointing at him.
Andrew took his face away; he was filled with shame and fear. She looked at him with so much disgust for several seconds.
“My baby was never in the grave, she was never buried” she said to him and then called out for Isabella.
“Isabella!” Katy called out.
“Yes mom!” Isabella answered from the room coming out.
“Would you say good bye to our guest, he’s leaving.” Katy said.
“Good bye sir.” Isabella smiled and went back inside.
Katy saw the horror in his eyes.
“I got my daughter back Andrew; I got her back and that is one of the justice God has given back to me. He fought for me and gave me victory. See you in co


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