I had severally been warned by concerned women who had seen them together that the two were overly involved. Thoughts of pain and regret started creeping through my mind. Maybe they too blame me for their sister's insanity though their distant relationship never changed. My two sons kept aloof and never encouraged any discussion about what was happening. I kicked my husband out of our bedroom and as expected he ran into his 'lovers' arms. I knew they had beaten me and I got into serious depression. I was shocked when he and my in-laws suggested I should get psychiatric help. My husband can win an Oscar he denied everything saying that he was very concerned I was losing my mind. I later told my in-laws and the village elders what I had seen and all of us were summoned. Their retorts brought me back to my senses and I walked out. Only the previous night, he and I were very intimate on the same bed. 'The only mistake we've made is using your bed,' my husband arrogantly said. Then my daughter shamelessly retorted: 'Mum, why are you surprised? I thought you knew it all along!' And to rub it in, my husband confirmed that what they were doing was no mistake. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. I still get nauseated at the sheer thought of the spectacle.

The sight of my daughter and my husband naked on my very bed sickened me.