On one side lives a family of
women: a mother, her two grown daughters and the female infant of one of the
daughters. Another sister and her 3
children live across from them. The
sister is deemed to be “crazy”. I don’t
know if, or what kind of “crazy”, I’ve never had a problem with her. These women regularly have screaming fights
with each other, and in particular with the “crazy” sister.
There had been minor rumbles
throughout the day. Last night (Saturday, March 16), whatever it was burst into
flame, and the women were out in the lane in full voice. The neighbour upstairs and Sono and I went
outside as spectators. When one of the girls went for her cutlass, Sono quietly
intervened and took it. The shouting
continued until we all got tired and returned to what we had been doing. The 3 sisters retreated.
Not even half an hour later we
heard police/ambulance sirens. The phone
upstairs rang and the sister who was up there was crying. The father of her
child had just been shot dead. This
happened at a bar on the beach, just around the corner. The upstairs neighbours
heard the shots. We put the sisters in the car and drove them to the hospital,
passing the site of the shooting. News
travels with remarkable speed in Dominica.
When we got to the hospital (10 minutes) there was already a crowd
there. The dead young man’s father is
from the village of Guillet, and it seemed to me that the entire village turned
out and was at the hospital door.
How did you spend your Saturday
night?