The difference in him was shocking, even scary. “This can’t be the same person that was here a month ago!” Daphne thought. Last time Daphne saw Richard, he was quickly going into madness. No one was safe around him; especially his family and friends. They were his main target. Most times he would get so out of control until he would get violent. His tantrums landed some people in the hospital. His mother was afraid of him. His father despised him. His brothers would have nothing to do with him. Even Daphne couldn’t stand being around him.
“How does one from being almost psychotic to docile in one month’s time?”, Daphne wondered. “Who is this magic maker and where can I find him?” Just then, Richard’s mother walked into the room. “Please forgive me Mrs. Johnson, but what have you done with Richard? Are you sure he isn’t a twin and you are playing an April Fool’s joke?” “What do you mean?” Mrs. Johnson asked. “Richard is still the same person and no he does not have a twin. Could you just imagine? One of him was enough!” Daphne said, “Well Richard is so different now. What is your secret, and do I need a prescription?” Ms. Johnson just said one name. Nana.
She started, “Let me tell you a short story. Nana came to live with us a month ago because her house was being renovated.”. Now Nana was a small woman, 4”6” at best. She wasn’t a big woman. In fact, she was petite. Mrs. Johnson continued, “on Nana’s 3rd night, Richard has one of his famous meltdowns and struck his father, right in front of Nana. Nana never said a word, so Richard didn’t think she saw him. Now one thing about Nana I must tell you. Nana is from the old school. She is from the South. She is also very religious. She thinks that giving kids psych meds is wrong. ‘All these kids these days need is their asses whooped. I’ll bet you they would act right then.’ So, Richard eventually calms down and goes in his room and starts playing videos games. Nana asked her son where his room was. Then she said I will be right back. No one saw the belt she had in her hand. She went to his room, closed the door, locked it and put a chair again the knob so no one could enter or exit. We all right upstairs to listen. ‘So, Richard, my dear grandson. You like to hit people when you can’t get your way, huh? Well, I am here to inform you that no one hits my son or anyone in this house and think they can get away with it!” Next thing we heard was Richard begging, “No Nana! Please, Nana! I’ll be good. I promised to be good. I won’t hit anyone anymore’ Nana says, ‘You should have thought about that the first time!” Then we heard a pop and then a blood curtailing scream from Richard. When she got through with him, he was in the corner whimpering like a baby. Nana fixed her wig and opened the door. ‘The next time you even think about putting your hands on someone I will beat your ass into the next decade! Who the hell do you think you are? Your parents may have brought into this world, but as God as my witness, not only will I take you out, but your name will never be mentioned again. Do you hear me?’ She gritted her teeth. ‘DO – YOU – HEAR – ME, – BOY?!?’ Richard said softly, ‘Yes Nana.’ As she walked out the room, she smiled at us and muttered, ‘Damn teenagers! They don’t know me that well, but I bet you they will!’ Ever since then, Richard has been an angel. If he even thinks of doing something, Nana just looks at him, and Richard starts shaking and pees in his pants.”
Daphne couldn’t help but laugh. “Well, I want to meet her one day and shake her hand. A true miracle worker” She walked over to Richard and said, “Hi Richard. How are you doing?” “Fine, Ms. Jones, thank you. And may I ask how you are doing?”, Richard said with a meek voice. Daphne almost passed out. “He was polite and called me Ms. Jones.”, she thought. “I am fine, Richard. Thank you for asking.” Daphne turned away and once she walked into the next room, she busted out in laughter. She is going like this Richard, she smiled.