He dismissed Leroy to his cell (22)

  “Yu want me Jab u” that word had stuck with him ever since and it sounded suitably African, thought Leroy.  “Sah, dey has not captured Jabu yet, like they have captured me. Sir,  liberte  egalite fraternite, Jabu is somewhere now in Africa and dangerous people are after him, me must one day go to save him.” Leroy concluded with a blank stare to the note-pad; the Dr. Wrote in.

“Oh really” replied Dr. Wells. His eyebrows now furrowed as he became more convinced of the young man’s madness. He dismissed Leroy to his cell.

   *

   The police had disturbed Aunt Mo’s siesta to inform her of the arrest of her Nephew. It was that very same day of Aunt Mo.’s first visit to the psychiatric hospital. She was first met by Dr Wells.
   “Is Leroy alright doctor?”  Aunt Mo asked.
   “He has undergone  an acute psychotic reaction to the events that took place.” Dr. Wells explained.
   “He is having late adolescence identity crises.”
   “A fool him fool don’t it?”
   “Well not exactly.”
   Has he behaved in any way strange during the past months?”
   “Nuff times.” They totally ignored Leroy and spoke of him.
   Of how he had ran away from Aunt Mo and the comforts of the family home to roam aimlessly in parks during his early life in England.
   They did not speak of the cramped conditions of a family living in one room with an estranged mother and father.
   “Leroy was always sicky sicky, Doctor.”  She continued. “He would always run away from home doctor running away from discipline and a good upbringing, that’s what he does doctor.”
  
   Uncertain of how to respond to Aunt Mo he looked bemused. The psychiatrist continued. “Is there a trait of schizophrenia in the family?”
   “No sir!” answered Aunt Mo. Promptly looking up to the Dr. and seeing  ................ continued /