Innocent thief (Fragments 2)

Mr. Johnson's son was only two hours old when he was taken from his mother's side in their poor little farm house. His father, Johnson who had just delivered his wife of the child returned cheerfully to his farm to get his farm tools, when he heard his wife scream. He rushed back to the house to find his wife lying in a pool of blood, his son gone. He fell on his knees, mouth open, hands on his head, tears flowing freely from his eyes. He had to push himself to take his unconscious wife to the little village clinic some two kilometers from their house in Amassoma, Bayelsa State.
'Who could have done this?' He quizzed himself, while his wife, a petite chocolate skinned woman, lay helpless on the small rusty bed provided for her in the clinic. She seemed to have regained consciousness, but not her senses as she kept screaming, 'my boy! My child! Where is he?' She screamed. Johnson rushed to his wife to calm her, she grabbed his shirt and pulled on his thick hair, 'give me my son!' she screamed, she was hysterical. A nurse ran in with a syringe containing sedative and injected her, before long she was asleep with tears flowing freely from her eyes. 'What do I tell her? We didn't even get a chance to name him, Nanowei!' He cried.

'Breast feed that child woman', a man in front shouted; the baby was crying seriously, she tried cuddling the child to get him to keep quiet but he wouldn't be quiet it was as though the child knew she wasn't his mother that he had been stolen, in anger she smacked the child, in shock the child was quiet for about a second or two and then burst out in tears.....