“Am I dreaming or not?” she confusingly asked herself. “What am I going to do next?” she asked herself puzzled. Her past, present and future were bowled into an everlasting pain, anguish and misery. Doreen was an admirable daughter of Kanyemba family. She was forced into marriage by her parents what came latter was a thorn in the flesh both to her and her parents.
Due to the family paucity, her parents decided to force her into marriage in a bid to get money from Gamba, a well-to-do son of a governor. For some few months things were all smooth but in no time the leopard showed its true colours.
The family was happy but their daughter was not comfortable in her marriage. She was now struggling like a fish on the hook because her husband was a polygamist. Gamba started acting up. He could get home from work in the wee hours of the night. When Doreen asked him why he was late from work, his voice sounded like thunder telling her that the marriage was only a benefit to her impecunious family.
Doreen was on pins and needles. Marriage for her was hell on earth. She thought that going back home was better, but she was already pregnant. She told her family but they could only offer deaf ears because their mission was accomplished. She was in doldrums.
For Doreen, it was like a harvest of thorns but her family lavishly enjoyed the fruits of her anguish. She lived in the dilemma for years. Her son, Chiko was her only source of strength as she lived on the thresholds of pain and anguish. Every day, she felt like dreaming as she sponged hot tears down her cheeks. Such are the misfortunes of an African girl.