Now standing there all by himself, lost for words and scared to death, not knowing exactly what line of action to take next, he turned and regarded the house one more time. It was then he saw the house proper. Almost dilapidated, dirty cloths, empty sachet water nylon flew about the approach to the house.
His only regret was that the State of Osun was not like Lagos where by this time of night the streets would still be bubbling with life. Lagos, the city that never sleeps he thought as his lips stretched in a smile that brightened his face.
On his way to the living room, the call stopped again for a few seconds. Just as Folu paused to decide what next to do, like some strange pianist who had suddenly found his keys, the voice resumed, but this time from one of the empty rooms in the flat which he had converted into a store where he kept household items which he considered useless but still kept with the hope they might one day again become useful again.
She needed to act along till she knew what the weird woman was up to before she unleashed the power within her. So she sat still. While still contemplating Aunty Funke’s response, Ocheche was distracted by a sound. The sound that assured her the night would go in a direction she had desperately hoped it would not.
But before she left, while she was still at it plaiting Ocheche’s hair, Aunty Funke made a statement that Ocheche missed because she had temporarily removed her concentration from the duo in the kiosk in order shove off a disturbing flea.
I realized that there are some things that you can only truly know from experience. My years of counselling hadn’t prepared me for this and I don’t think anything would. Weeks and months passed and I’d look at someone’s baby on the street and imagine that my Zelwe would be that age now
Their first meeting was earlier that morning when he was moving in. He was reluctant to say hi so as not to come off as thirsty, but he did either way. There was a momentous pause and a stare before she smiled
My biggest problem was that she laid there as if it was solely a transaction. I know there was an exchange of money, but i expected a bit more theatrics. At some point, she seemed to have noticed i was bored and tried to fake moaning but I was done trying too hard.
“So this madness was almost over?” Brain thought. How could they really come up with this crazy argument..! He had the answers already. But he had to see this to the end, for others had spoken and it wouldn’t be fair to deprive the rest of the same chance to do same.
The white asbestos was the last thing she saw as she fell back. The pain and the blood were the first things she remembered when she fully regained consciousness, she had never seen so much blood before.
“Look at that girl, can you see how she’s dressed like a slut. I doubt if this one has a mother. Which type of stupid mother will allow her daughter go out of the house in a dress like this ehn.”
“Uncle! (sic) Where do you think you are going? How many people can you see in that direction you are heading? (sic)Mama is hungry and everyone is returning home. You had better stop and return to your house. If you don’t listen to me, you will be all alone.
All through the flight, he had managed to suppress his anxiety; he was finally going to see her again. The first half of the year was tedious for him; he had gotten a promotion at work, so he decided to take a break. Having never been to New York before he was delighted when this girl that he liked suggested they meet there.