My struggles were far from over.
On one side, as a journalist, I had the Gambian secret service, which is notorious for torturing, killing or “disappearing” people, giving unfounded stories to justify their actions. On the other side, I had to deal with my partner’s family.
Theresa’s mother had joined her two daughters in England. The daughters’ influence on the mother was noticeable. She started to question my relationship with Theresa. They believed I had nothing.
They had already known me from Sierra Leone, where their brother was a friend of mine. Tunde Johnson, their tailor brother, worked with his sisters in England to discourage me and rain insults on me.
But I was tough, even leaving our rental house to avoid the distraction.
Their challenge to me became mental, through words they used to discourage me. They thought I was too poor for their daughter. Their elder sister, Mary, said, “He is a journalist working for only $15 a month, we don’t expect him to marry Adekunle,” the name by which Theresa was commonly known.
At the time, though, those two problems seemed small. Glen, our adolescent son was ill.
Read the most recent installment of Augustine’s incredible journey to Worcester, Part 14: Family vs. Husband-to-be, or scroll down to start from the beginning.