She spoke gently.
“You were approaching the whole situation wrongly, you know,” she said. “That Indian girl was evidently well-versed in the dark arts, and yet you went to a man of the dark arts to deal with it. Both powers are from the devil, you know, so how can the devil fight against himself?”
Kofi took one of his hands from hers and slowly cleaned the tears from his face. His lips trembled with acute distress.
“What are you talking about, Abena?” he asked softly.
“You can’t fight evil with evil, Kofi,” she said gently. “It’s just like fighting fire with fire. You need a stronger force, the strongest of all powers, actually. You need Christ in your life. If only you’ll accept to be a Christian, the Holy Spirit will descend on you, and it would come with the full powers of God, and it would cancel out any evil spells on your body and in your spirit, and you’ll become whole.”
He looked at her intently, his face both hopeful and scared.
“I’ve never believed in God, Maa Abena,” he said slowly. “I was raised up in a foster home, you know, by a couple who were being paid by an agency to take care of homeless children. The story is that my folks died in an accident. So I was raised up without love, and had to fight for every morsel of food. I grew up hating God. How could I believe in something I have hated all my life?”
She went back to the desk and rummaged through a drawer for some time, and then she came back to him holding a Bible and a sheet of printed paper.
“Have you ever read the Bible, Kofi?”
He shook his head slowly.
“Believed it was filled with foolish fantasies,” he said, his expression tortured. “Maa Abena, you’re a good girl. I’ve never been a good boy, okay? I’ve slept with tens of women. I’ve cheated, I’ve stolen, I’ve taken drugs, I’ve smoked weed! I’m rotten to the core! I don’t think the God you believe wants anything to do with a sinner like me.”
“And those are the reasons why Jesus came down to earth, Kofi,” she said, and smiled, and it was such a beautiful smile that it transformed her whole face, making it even more beautiful. “Here’s a Bible, and on this sheet you’ll find a list of quotations. These quotations have carefully been selected to help unbelievers discover the golden love in the Bible, and in God. You’ll read two verses a day. Here, let me show you.”
And so the beautiful sweet girl sat down beside the confused shattered boy, and began to show him how to navigate through the Bible.
Two weeks later, Maa Abena Nyantie entered Miss Elsie Ansah’s office.
The senior nurse was in her beautiful white uniform; white shirt, skirt, socks and flat-heeled soft-soled white canvas. Her white cap was fixed on her hair, and she was sitting behind her desk filling out excel worksheets.
She looked up and smiled warmly.
“Abena, good to see you, come in, come in and take a seat,” she said and minimised the worksheet she was working on.
Maa Abena sat down with a smile of her own. She was also in uniform, and she looked very beautiful indeed.
“How’re you, my dear?” Miss Ansah asked.
“I’m doing well, madam,” Maa Abena answered.
“I suppose there’s something you want to tell me about our new patient,” she said kindly.
Maa Abena licked her lips nervously, and she took a deep breath. It was quite evident that she was in a great quandary. She was new at the Adada Asylum, and she did not know how far she could trust the older woman, although Nii Lin had assured her that Miss Ansah was a good Christian who could be trusted.
“Listen, my dear, I understand whatever you want to tell me has shocked you, and you’re wondering whether you should talk to me. Well, let me begin by telling you that Director Bobo Dovlo has been incredible all the years he has headed this institution, and I had been full of admiration for him, until Mr. Kofi Kuntu was brought here. I am convinced he is doing something very wrong where the boy is concerned, and I’m very worried about it. His choice of medication is suspect to me, and I’m not very comfortable at all. So if you know anything that could help me make a major decision, this is the time to let me know.”
Maa Abena nodded and smiled nervously.
“What I’m about to tell you will definitely shock you, madam,” she said quickly. “But I don’t know what to do at the moment, and I believe you would be in a better position to advise me.”
“Go on, dear, I’m listening,” Miss Ansah said.
Maa Abena began haltingly, and told the kind woman all that she had gathered about the Kofi Kuntu case.
Elsie Ansah’s eyes widened with disbelief at first, to absolute shock and furious chagrin at the end.
“My good gracious,” she whispered with horror when Maa Abena finished narrating her story. “It all makes perfect sense now! I was right in stopping you from giving Kofi medication for some time! My word! This is absolutely horrible! What to do, what to do, what to do!”