Esnart Katoleza was thinking about Winnie, her sister, again. Winnie Njikho was an elegant being with long legs and stylish hair.
After the hours of heavy downpour passed, Esnart walked over to the window and reflected on her surroundings. She had always loved old-fashioned Mjohos. It was a place that encouraged her to be happy. In the distance, she saw someone whom she recognised immediately. There was no missing those long legs. It was the an elegant figure of Winnie Njikho.
She glanced at her own reflection in the mirror and gulped. Esnart felt like she was selfish, a hard worker and beer drinker with big legs and beautiful hair. Her friends saw her as an
average, angry angel. Once, Esnart had even rescued an old man from a burning building. But not even a selfish person who had once rescued an old man from a burning building was
prepared for what Winnie had in store today.
The rain hammered like nails against the roof, making Esnart sad and adding to her sombre mood. As Esnart stepped outside and Winnie came loser, she could see the enchanting smile on her face.
“I am here because I want closure,” Winnie said. She slammed her fist against Esnart’s chest. “I frigging hate you, Esnart Katoleza.”
Esnart looked back in despair.
“Winnie, I am your sister,” she replied.
They looked at each other with feelings of regret. Esnart studied Winnie’s ginger legs and stylish hair. She took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t give you closure,” she explained.
Winnie looked irritable, Esnart could almost feel her heart shatter. Winnie ran away so quickly. The beer she liked so much was not enough to calm her raging spirit.
Tell us: Have you ever had a drawn-out fight with a sibling? How did you resolve it?